Confessions Of A Nympho

Chapter One

Another day of school, another day in this dry city full of nothing. Nothing new was gonna happen. Nothing ever happened in Baytown, North Carolina. We are a small town. Barely even recognized on the map. No one famous ever came from here so not even that could give us some buzz. It was so predictable. We didn't have much crime and almost every one knew each other. I knew all my neighbors, and even though I didn't talk much everyone knew me too.

I always felt strange though. I was a sixteen year old virgin but yet I had so many fantasies and dreams you'd think I was a 24/7 porn star. I wanted sex so badly but I'd never felt the feeling. I'd watch porn and try to do it myself but it never worked or I always felt dirty afterwards. I didn't know what was wrong with me.

Besides all of that I was a girl really into music and always having different hairstyles. I could sing really good but I wasn't a person who liked the spotlight. I didn't want to become a famous star. I just sung to my friends sometimes or to make myself happy.

I got up out of my bed and walked over to the closet to pick out my outfit. After picking it out I carried it across the hall to my bathroom. I turned on the water and let it run as I looked at myself in the mirror.

I never really thought of myself as pretty. I saw my self as an average looking girl. I grabbed my cloth and washed my face. I brushed my teeth and then stripped out of my pajamas. I took a shower the night before so all I had to do was wash up and put on deodorant.

I spayed some Victoria Secret spray on my body and then put on the under clothes I picked for myself and brought in here. I put on my Bob Marley shirt I had laying on the sink then my loose fitted ripped jeans and my converse.

Next was my hair. This would take some time. After five minutes I was unraveling the small bantu knot in my head. It was the last one. They came out perfect. Next I brushed back my edges and then fluffed out my curls.

I walked out the bathroom grabbing my previous clothes and went back into my room. I threw my clothes in my hamper before going over to my cracked iPhone 4s. I'd had the phone for almost two years. I couldn't wait till I could upgrade to a six.
I had a message from my best friend Tasia.

Tasia: Hey girl can you bring me some pudding. Hair is fucked, wearing a hat to school

I smirked and responded back to her.

Me: Of course I'm putting it in my purse right now.

I got up and grabbed my curl defining pudding off my dresser. Both me and her had the same texture of natural curly hair. I put the pudding in my purse and closed it. I grabbed my phone and my charger that was on its last leg. You move my phone an inch while it's charging and it's gone.

I grabbed my school binder as well and went towards the stairs. I passed by my big brother Shayne's room. I could hear loud music playing. Of course it was J. Cole's newest album. I knocked on his door. I heard his loud footsteps on the creaky floor. The door opened and he stood there fully dressed brushing his hair. He had a fade but it wasn't grown out yet.

"What's up Shy?" He asked me. Shy was my nickname. Shyla Marie Walker was my full name but for all sixteen years of my life everyone called me Shy. Of course it was because they thought I was shy. I was quiet and I hated the spotlight but I wasn't shy.

"Umm what time are we leaving, I wanna eat before we go."

"In like ten, fifteen minutes." He said.

"Ok." I said. "I'm gonna go eat then."

"Ard." He mumbled as he responded to a text on his phone.

I turned and went downstairs. I went to the kitchen and got a bowl out of the cabinet. I got the fruity pebbles box and poured some in the bowl then I got the milk and put it in my cereal. I ate my cereal and went through my twitter as I waited. After ten minutes I was done and Shayne was walking down the steps.