Here I am in the middle of collage and would you believe I'm still a virgin.I probably fucking lost my virginity to a damn tampon.
I had never gotten drunk before,nothing. And that thought never once caught my head.
Just saying
*******
"Leah"
Oh no. It sounds like Cameron.
"Hi Leah."
"Hi Cameron"
"How's my sweat pea?"He wrapped his huge hands around my waist.
"Party at eight, be there."
I wasn't really gonna go. I mean I've got nothing to wear.
*******
The day had finally ended. I was still deciding wether to go to Cameron's party or not, but it wasn't easy when heavy music was pumping in the neighbourhood.
I put on my favorite blue, plaid shirt, jumper shorts, and my black lether boots.
I walked over to Camerons house. It was only a few blocks away.
I walked up to his house,flooded with teenagers. I could hear the load cat calls as I walked in. Pushing and shuving boys and thier sex claws away from me.
I was awkwardly trying to fit in. It would'nt even matter no one would notice me any way, or so I thought.
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