My name's Mandi. Three months ago, I went to a disco where 1 met a boy called Tom. I guessed he was older than me, but I liked him and thought it didn't matter. We danced a couple of times, then we chatted. He said he was 18, then asked how old I was. I told him I was 16. 1 thought that if I told him my real age, he wouldn't want to know me, as I'm only 13.



After the disco we arranged to meet the following weekend. The next Saturday we went for a burger and had a real laugh. Afterwards he walked me to my street and kissed me goodnight. Things went really well. We see each other a couple of times a week, but I've had to lie to my parents about where I'm going and who with. I've always got on with them, but I know that if they found out how old Tom was they'd stop me seeing him.

Now I really don't know what to do. I can't go on lying to my parents every time we go out, and Tom keeps asking why he can't come round to my house. I'm really worried and I need some advice