That's what she said

The lunch bell rung faintly overhead and I hastily packed up my books before scurrying out of fifth period English. Looking down the hall I spotted a pair of familiar heads; one with curly brown hair and the other with thick shiny black. I caught up to them just as we reached the stairwell.

"I don't get it," I heard Tina exclaim as we were pushed down the narrow stairs. I pulled at the thin bun that was holding Amy's curly brown hair in a loose bun and nearly got my hand ripped off as she suddenly pulled away. Amy hated it when people fiddled with her hair. A smiled played at the corners of my lips at the look of annoyance on her face.

"Don't get what?" I asked Tina. At that point I tripped, most likely on an untied shoelace and dropped my books everywhere. Ignoring glances from other students, I gathered up my gear, glancing at my broken glasses case and muttering again that I needed a new one. Once I got hold of everything, I hurried to catch up to my friends once more who were now a bit down the corridor.

I was soon matching their stride and repeating my question. "I said, don't get what?" there was a short pause before my curly haired friend answered. "I was just explaining to Tina the 'that's what she said' thing". I tilted my head slightly to the right and wrinkled my forehead, not knowing what she was going on about. Tina decided to attempt to explain, "You know, that thing where someone says something to you and you go 'that's what she said'". I slowly nodded my head as I searched my mind for a time I've used this.

In a moment of light switch brilliance I cut in front of the pair as we reached our lockers, "Ooh, right, now I remember." I took a dramatic pause before continuing, "Yeah, like if you said to me, oh I don't know, 'you're such a bitch', I'd go 'that's what she said'." I smeared some Vaseline onto my lips, thinking of how smart I sounded.

Both Amy and Tina raised their eyebrows up to their hairlines, throwing matching glares my way. It made me take a half step back in intimidation. Their perfect timing freaked me out a tad.

"Ahhmm, no." hard and blunt, Amy succeeded in bursting my perfectly legal and positively intellectual bubble. "That's not how it goes Laura, duh." Gosh that girl is nice.

She sighed, rolling her eyes at me "'That's what she said' is meant to be what the guy says to the girl in bed, right. So for example, 'he's good in bed – that's what she said', see."

"Oh," my mouth hung loosely open and two crystal blue eyes protruded slightly from their sockets. I'm guessing I sounded odd every time I used the saying so wrong and randomly. A few light giggles escaped Tina at the look of utter embarrassment plastered to my face.

Amy shook her head from side to side, her curly hair falling into her eyes. "God you're stupid." I stood there as she walked off behind me to her locker to dump her books. I could hear still Tina still laughing over at her locker. I shook my head and let a small chiming laugh escape my own lips. Oh my.