When I got home I screamed into my pillow he gave me his number I was absolutely excited I wanted to text him as soon as I got home but I don't want to seem too eager or desperate. But I really want to talk to him. I put my face in my pillow decisions, decisions. I believe a person should always text with a purpose. I just had to think of one maybe I should ask to hang out but he might consider it a date and I want him to make the first move. Oh i have the perfect idea. I smiled to myself as I lay on my bed I pick my phone up and enter his number" Rebecca!" I suddenly hear my mom scream through the house, "yes" I loudly reply. "Can you help me make dinner ?" I wanted to scream no I'm trying to talk to a very cute boy but my mom is always very kind and loving."yes"I say as i had to the kitchen I guess Zack will have to wait. I had forgotten that I had our the dishes up and did not tell my mom where I put the dishes and lots and pans. Such wasted time.
"Have you done your homework?"she asks,
Shit i forgot that was a thing I thought to myself. I shook my head no and she pointed to my room. I trudged up stairs and surveyed my homework. I decided to do math first. I start working on the first problem it was algebra review. I begin working the problem. Half way through the paper I decide to take a break.I pull out the drawing Zack gave me and I admire it. I notice writing at the bottom. You have much in common with this rose. I stirred the next hour thinking what he ment. Was he talking about we are both beautiful or intricate our detailed. I didn't know what to think as I pondered on it became late. My mom called me "Rebecca dinners done" I head to the dining room table add I leave my unfinished homework maybe Zack will have the answers I need. While we were eating my mom decided to start a conversation.she said"so how was school "
"It was great" I said flashing back to P.E.
"Did you meet any cute guys" she asked
I nearly choked on a spoonful of Mac and cheese"yes" I said quietly
She looked at me with piercing eyes"soooo, tell me about him"
"I'd rather not talk about it, if that's ok" I said playing with my food my face tomato red.
"Ok she" she said "I get it private information, did anything interesting happen"
"Well,he crashed into my locker."
My mom now has a picked Ok on her face but before she can say anything I run upstairs" I finished my food going to take a shower". I strip down and start the water I wait till it gets nice and steamy before I climb in the hot water hits my cold skin causing me to shiver. I always love the feeling my skin gets from the water. As I let the shower water soak me I begin to think. Zacks the first thing u wonder what he thinks of me. Like what you're off person I altar to him as. I hope he liked me he hasn't sent super clear signals but I can tell he is like the rose. Oh how beautiful the rise is all the features and the beautifully shaded thorns that add to the detail he's said few weeks to me but every time I hear his voice I feel sparks. but the most sparks I felt was when he was holding me. I felt amazing being pressed against his hard chest I imagine drawing tiny circles on his body with my finger while he states hungrily at my body. I become extremely horny as I wonder how it would feel to have him kids my neck to slowly brush his lips against my neck blowing chill sour I my now damp skin. I feel the sudden urge to mean as i notice two of my fingers haveinert entered my virgin pussy. Some time later I decide I've been in her long enough. I soak my towel in soap and begin to wash my body shivering at the cool feeling of the soap seeping into my pores. After I wash my hair I get out begin to dry myself. I wrap myself I'm a towel and slip into my room I slide on my pajama bottoms which are black with green stripes and loosely put the top on. I then lay on top of my bed and pick up my phone. Now. What to say....
