Let me tell you what I did.
I didn’t do it on purpose but this is how it happened.
My parents were against me having a bf. Anytime I wanted to date they gave me a hard time. Who is he, how did you meet him, how old is he. what does he do, what does his father do, what does his mother do…
Pity the poor boy when he came inside to pick me up.
I called it the Spanish Inquisition.
So I gave up and hung out with my female friends, there were four of us. One of the mothers (friend B) was from Baltimore, Hon and she always called us girls Hon. One of my other friends, A, started teasing friend B by calling her Hon all the time (can you see where this is going?). It became a big joke between us as we all started calling each other Hon, and Babe, especially when some cute guy walked by that we knew one of us had a crush on.
What started as a joke became a habit and before you knew it we were always calling each other Hon and Babe. We didn’t think too much about it until we started getting some weird looks from our teachers and classmates.
What I didn’t notice was the effect it was having on my parents.
The next time I told them I had been asked out my mother asked, ‘With a boy?’.
Of course with a boy, what else?
My parents were so happy and excited that I got all new clothes, there was no inquisition, my curfew was extended, and my father slipped me a $20 just in case we needed it.
I guess I had them a little worried.