MRG
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I had a friend like that in high school, who lived nearby. Her name was Terri and her mom said I was a bad influence on her, and my mom said she was a bad influence on me!!! We never got in any trouble, though, despite our mothers' fears. We had a lot of innocent fun of the type that mothers find scary, such as flirting with neighborhood boys and learning our first mild swear words and such. But all that never led to anything and we were just having fun. Those were the days.
When my parents were in their 80's my sister's and I confessed to the things we had gotten away with.
The sister born in 1940 confessed she and her girlfriend snuck out of the Methodist church, went across the street, snuck in the Catholic church. They listened to part of Mass and snuck back unseen.
The 1949 sister admitted to sneaking out to visit a boyfriend when she claimed to be staying with a girlfriend. The funniest part was DF suspected something amiss, tried to sneak up on the home at 5AM. Their family dog was outside, bit his azz, sent him to the ER for stitches.
Mine involved Robbie(not ER Robbie I think). He and I managed to scrape together $100(remember $100 cars in the early 1970s?) and bought a car. Drove it around a few weeks, parked it on different places to hide it from our parents, later sold it to get the money back.
No big deal, except we were both 14 years old! Sometimes mom's know best.