the life of a "weirdo"

|| in Love ||

I get home, I run to my room  just to sit on my bed. I feel a weird feeling in my stomach, but I don't think much of it "I'm actually pretty hungry, maybe I should see if mom made food"
As I walk to the kitchen the phone rings
I hear my brother yelling "TAKE THE PHONE SYD" first I didn't want to even walk to the phone, but then I realized it might be Stanley. "hello with Sydney novak to who am I talking?" I hear Stans voice "hey Sydney, im sorry from earlier today. Do you still have time to come again?" I feel the weird feeling in my stomach again but I reply "yes of course, I'll be there in 30 minutes" I see a pizza box in the kitchen, "when are we eating real food again?" I walk out of the kitchen and decide to get ready. I take a quick shower and changed clothes in to a comfy but cute skirt and a green sweater "oh shoot is it that late already?" I run to the garden where my bike is, i arrived at stans house. I ringed the doorbell
*tring tring*
His dad opens the door "you look like a mess girl, who are you" I was very angry but I wanted to be nice. "I'm Sydney novak, a friend of Stanley barber." the dad wanted to say something but Stanley interrupted him "hey Sydney! Come in" his dad yelled loudly "I'M GOING TO WORK" but we didn't care.
We've talked for a while and he offers me a cigarette, I don't know why but I accepted it and tried it. "wow I feel so... Different" I said
Stan was laughing " that's called being high sydney" I was very confused "CIGGS ARE DRUGS?" I fall on his bed
"can I use the telephone for a few seconds?" "yeah sure there's one in my room"
I called mom " can I stay over at a friend's house tonight?" my mom did not care and agreed. The call ended, Its 20 pm at the moment and I'm still hungry. I felt the weird feeling in myself stomach again so I asked Stan about it. "do you sometimes feel this weird happy feeling in your stomach?" he answers, "yes all the time. Why?" i was surprised "what does it mean?, am I gonna die?" Stan looked at me "it means you like someone!, spill the tea!!" what? Like someone? Who do I like? Do I like someone? What's happening?. I answer " are you sure? I don't like anyone!, but who do you like?" Stanley looks stressed and his voice is high pitched, "I like you." what? He likes ME? This must be a joke "oh wow you like me?" his voice is still high pitched and his hands are sweaty " I do"
He comes closer and closer
He leans in and kisses me
I kissed back and asked myself "is he the one I like?.."
He takes of my skirt.
Oh wow we're gonna have sex? I'm scared, what does it feel like?
I take off all my clothes
Stan kissed my thights
"oh Stan..."
We started making out aggressively
I look at the clock and it's already one in the morning. Stanley gave me his shirt and I fall asleep on his chest.