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Callum took me out for some lunch after dance practice

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Callum took me out for some lunch after dance practice. We went to a diner which was weird since we were dressed fancy. He drove me home, like the gentleman he is, kissed me goodbye and drove off.

I smiled watching his car get smaller in view, he was treating me right, he made me feel special and gave me tingles in my special area. I hope he's not expecting something more sexual. I'm still a virgin and do not want to give my flower to just anyone. Nonna tells me I should wait till marriage, at least then I'll know it was for love.

Mum does not care if its before or after marriage, her main concern is whether or not I'll regret it. She says that she doesn't regret her first time because even though her and her ex broke up, it was with someone who respected her and her body, and someone who loved and cared for her, and vice versa. She can look back and say with pride who and where it happened with no shame.

I want that too, I don't care when I give my flower, as long as I don't regret it.

I entered the home with a smile, then went into the kitchen to see Jeremiah and Conrad, "what up, Fisher brothers." I looked at the mess in the kitchen, "woah, did a bomb go off? Did mice learn how to eat at the table?"

"Laurel and Mom got high and started snacking," Jeremiah answered.

"Damn," I mumbled, "looks like they had fun."

"Hey, where have you been?" Jeremiah asked.

"With Callum," I shrugged.

"Wasn't that deb thing done hours ago?" Conrad asked me.

"Yes, and Mum was supposed to pick me up but said she'd be running late 'cause she's shopping with Josie and Kai for their debutante ball outfits," I spoke taking an Oreo from the opened packet. "Cal saw me waiting and offered to take me to lunch, so we did."

"You make out in his car?" Jeremiah asked.

"No," I said, "In the booth of the diner." I looked over at the mess again, it's giving me anxiety how everything was out of place, "let me get dressed and I'll come back down to help you clean up."

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