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there's some grey's anatomy spoilers

(also, there's like a crash course on how to use a pad, so have fun with that)

"I started my period, and I don't know how to deal with it, and none of my brothers know, and there's not a single freaking girl in this household, and I was just calling to ask you how to deal with it because I've actually never gotten my period before which is weird so yeah."

"I'll be over in 10." She said before hanging up.

I stared down at my phone. How did Diya know where I live?

Not even a minute later, my phone screen flashed with an incoming call.

"Um yeah, so I kinda forgot to ask you where you live?"

***

It had been about 20 minutes now since Diya had called back for my address, and I started to lose hope that she was even coming.

Just as I was about to text her to ask, I heard the doorbell ring.

Oh, thank god she's here. I can't handle people bailing on me cause I overthink it, and that's a whole different issue.

I ran down the stairs and quietly opened the front door, trying not to wake anyone up again.

However, when I opened the door, I almost doubled over in laughter.

Diya was wearing a black, matching pajama set that had little boxing gloves over it. She also had massive bedhead, with a sleeping mask still on her forehead. Oh, and the bag that she was carrying had the same print as her pajamas.

Honestly, I don't know whether to laugh or cry.

Stupid period emotions.

"Yeah yeah" she said, pushing past me, "I look like a mess, but it's almost 4:30 in the morning. Can't expect much better from me than this."

"God thank you so much for coming, Diya."

She was glancing around my house, my words seemingly snapping her out of her thoughts.

"Huh? Oh yeah, no problemo. Anywho, where's your room?"

We made it up to my room and plopped down on the Queen sized bed, sitting in comfortable silence for a few moments.

"Okey dokey, time to give you what I came here for. What do you use, pads or tampons?" She asked.

"Oh uh, I don't really know." I said, my face burning in shame, "Sorry."

"Hey it's no problem. But just think of it as the one you shove up your hoohah, but like not really your hoohah, and the other makes you sit in your own blood."

"Ew."

"Yeah, periods such, honestly. But I'm just gonna give you some pads cause I have no idea how to use a tampon."

"Okay, thank you." I quietly said while looking down at my hands.

It was so surreal to me to have a friend that would do this for me.

"Oh that reminds me." Diya started, "I'm sorry I took forever to get here. I stopped by Walmart on the way over, and I'm way too indecisive to buy stuff. I actually live only 10 minutes from here."

Walmart? Ugh, love Walmart. I feel like Walmart is the grocery place, Kroger the bakery place, and Target the clothes/room decor/everything else place.

"Uh Diya, how do you put this on?" I glanced down at the pad in my hand. How the heck was this square supposed to do something.

"Oh, it's super easy, don't worry." She said, grabbing the pad out of my hand, "I got the biggest ones cause go big or go home right. Anywho, you just unwrap it, then peel the little label thingy off, and stick these two wing thing under your underwear."

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