I don't remember how long I was there, but the sun shone brightly and provided great lighting for groups of excited girls, taking photos to edit and upload onto Facebook. The girls around me wore short skirts and 'bum shorts'(the ones that expose the bottom of your bum cheeks), showing off their cautiously waxed/shaved shimmering legs. The boys of course assumed their positions like vultures, waiting for already defeated prey ie. the girls who easily gave numbers and seemed easy to get past. The raging teenage hormones were nearly pulpable in the atmosphere, and there was a buzz about the place.
My friends and I felt sick, put off by the ill mannered, forward boys our age who showed no respect for girls.
We sat down on a random spot on the heated stone ground in frustration, and were silent for a few seconds, marvelling mentally at the poor state of our generation's self respect and proirities. The noise gradually grew louder, with laughter and shouting of people's names as we sat, quietly, a group of three girls in the middle of the chaos.
A few derogatory names, profane words were thrown around playfully, as if everything was normal.
Help us work toward our happily ever after-s with an eternal mind set, looking beyond the grave.