“Reality” – From Chapter 10
“100 Years in the Life of an American Girl: True Stories 1910 – 2010” (publishing summer 2013)
“Reality” – Chapter 10 — The 2000s, Dylanne White
At 10 Dylanne’s three greatest wishes were to be allowed to wear make-up, get a new pair of skinny jeans, and get her own cell phone. One of those wishes came true.
Skinny jeans came back into style in sixth grade and I had about ten pair of them. You put your knee highs over the jeans and then you put on your skater shoes, or your DCs, your Vans, or your high tops. Most girls wore jeans, in fact, you were kind of nerdy if you wore skirts. But my mom wouldn’t let me wear make-up, and I didn’t get a phone until I was 12.
My phone was my baby. It went everywhere with me. I didn’t have email yet, but I had a profile on MySpace. I could IM [instant message] and upload pictures. I usually texted about 5,000 text messages a month, although there was one month I had 12,400 texts. I texted friends at lunch, texted boyfriends, texted friends at other schools. Sometimes we’d text people we were sitting with because we wanted to say things to each other we didn’t want to say out loud.
At school phones couldn’t be seen or heard or they’d be confiscated and your parent would have to come and pick it up. But you could text in some classes, depending on your teacher and where you sat. It was easier in fuller classrooms.
In seventh grade we had an AIDS assembly one day. We heard about STDs and how to avoid getting them. We got the “how to take care of your body” talk — don’t smoke, don’t drink. We learned about our periods and that we should use condoms or we’d get pregnant. I didn’t know anyone who got pregnant until the eighth grade.
Reality TV and reality-based books were my favorites. I loved stories about people — compulsive shoppers, methamphetamine addicts, transgenders — different perspectives.
Besides that, my idea of fun was hanging out with friends, going to the movies, the bookstore, the mall or the beach, and going shopping. We sorta just walked around looking cool and cute. It was all about who could wear the lowest cut shirt and about stuffing your bra, which I did. There was a lot of pressure to look good.
READ MORE in “100 Years in the Life of an American Girl: True Stories 1910 – 2010″ when it publishes this summer!