𖧷𝟷𝟽 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚘𖧷
What's new?
Oh right I started journaling.
It helps me remember everything a bit more.
My mom gave it to me for my birthday along with some colorful pens.
I finally got my period! Mom says it's not very lady like for me to go around telling everyone I got it. That things like this should be personal not for everyone too know, but of course I had to tell Eliot!
He wasn't grossed out surprisingly. Most guys in our grade act like it's contagious.
I got my period summer before seventh grade, thankfully I had time to adjust to using pads and leaking through a few of my jeans a couple of times. By the time school started I had the whole period thing down.
There was a time when I did stain myself though after school while walking home. I was wearing light blue jeans to make it worse never wear light colors with heavy flow but my mom had forgotten to wash my dark denim jeans!
"Stella" Eliot came from behind me. I had began to walk, he was taking forever to say goodbye to his stupid girlfriend Martha Baker
They've been dating for a while now. Broken up about twenty times and kissed twice- no tongue. Martha told Eliot that using tongue was for trashy ladies.
"Yea?" I answered as I continued walking. Confused as to why he kept walking behind me and not beside me like he always did I stopped. His arm wrapped around my shoulder and he pulled me into his chest. "Don't stop walking. You have a big stain on your ass" he whispered into my ear
Butterflies. I haven't felt those since I peaked in the movies when the couple was making out.
Something about being so close to Eliot made my stomach flutter my cheeks turn red from embarrassment. "Shit"
"Don't worry just walk. Once we pass the big crowds I'll move" he said.
I nodded and walked with my head down. I was embarrassed by the way this looked. Getting stares from the group of classmates I could have sworn one said they were gonna tell Martha.
"You can let go now"
"We're almost to your house, it's literally around the corner" he smiles . Still stuck on me We walked all the way to my house pressed against each other. Once at my drive way I sprinted inside.
Showering. Changing and getting under my bedsheets. How embarrassing!
I looked at my door. Eliot was knocking I recognized that beat any where
Knock
Knock . Knock . Knock
Knock . Knock
"Hey" he smiles and came in. Leaving the door opened a rule that was put into place once Eliot started sleeping over more.
"I'm sorry El.. shit if Martha gets mad at you I'm sorry"
"Hey it's ok" he laughs
He sat at the corner of the bed. He grabbed my feet putting them on his lap "thank you"
"For?"he laid back so his back was on my bed but his legs hung off.
"For not acting like a period is gross"
He looked at me and smiled "I mean it is gross, but it's not your fault women get periods" he shrugged "besides its normal and half these dudes that make fun of periods haven't had their first kiss"
Eliot and Martha broke up the day after. I felt horrible like I was to blame but Eliot didn't care he made sure I knew he'd do it for me again. Martha kept giving me daggers all day- all week I should say before she started dating Xavier.
Low blow Martha.
My boobs finally came in. Well sort of . Most girls had a B cup almost C cups and I had begged my mom to buy me a push up bra. She of course denied me and told me my boobs would come in naturally when they wanted too and that even if they didn't small boobs were also loved.
That was a lie because every boy in class never looked at my boobs they looked at the perky chest.
When we went shopping for back to school clothes I snuck off to try on a bra that had a lot of padding. While paying I snuck it into the pile of clothes , my mom was to busy looking at the bill that was piling up to even notice I bought it.
That following week I put it on to go to the movies with Eliot , his older brother and two more of their friends.
"You grew boobs" he whispered as we sat down waiting for the movie to start. I smiled and nodded "I sure did"
"I just seen you and you were flat- not completely flat but they weren't so- perfect" he cleared his throat
"I wasn't flat" I elbowed him "I had boobs they just weren't" I pushed them together and his breath hitched "don't do that" he laughed. "Why?" My boobs bounced a little as I dropped them.
"Because I'm a guy? A guy who loves boobs? And you happen to have boobs?"
Oh .
We had told my parents we were watching spy kids while his brothers friends and him watched a scary movie but we snuck into the scary movie.
A sex sense popped up where the girl was on top of the guy. My stomach fluttered. Eliot's hand flew over my eyes. I laughed and moved them "stop. I know what sex is Eliot" I whisper.
Oh there was a rumor at school that a 8th grader had sex with a guy a year older than her. He was a freshman in high school and she was dating him.
My goal is to have a boyfriend before freshman year. Ok journal that's it for now.
Xoxo Stella
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