𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇... a fifteen year old girl falls head over heels for a blast from the past.
𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐀 𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐃, hopelessly in love with a man who never bat an eye in her direction.
Or so... she thought?
...
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"Option one." I held the dress up high.
My birthday party was just a mere six days away and I was honestly really excited.
It would be the first time our friend group expanded completely.
"Try it on." Angie suggested, as the rest of the girls giggled over Cali's phone.
"What are you showing them?" I set the tight blue dress down on my bed and pulled my shirt over my head—i'd gotten accustomed to changing in front of them and I honestly couldn't give a shit less.
"Nicholas Chavez."
Of course.
I gritted my teeth. "He's okay, I guess."
Lia glanced over to me, her eyes zeroing in on my chest. I already know they're small whatever blah, bla—
"Did you have sex with him?!"
What?!
"No!" I quickly shouted back.
I glanced down to my chest, releasing a groan. I knew what existed on the top of my breasts, but I wasn't too worried about it.
Considering no one was going to be looking at my boobs.
Until now.
"Stop staring!" I threw my shirt at them, suddenly feeling the urge to cover up.
"And the bra, nice." Ella teased.
It's a normal bra.
I undid my pajama shorts, stepping out of them. "Contrary to your beliefs, I did not have sex with Tom and I do not plan to." I said as I worked the dress up to my chest.
Angie came around to zip it up for me.
It only took one glance in the mirror for me to know that it was definitely not the one.
"Nope, off." I shook my head, she undid the zipper, the dress falling to my ankles. I kicked it away, moving onto option two.
One thing I knew about Tom, was that he fucked the same way he drove.
Calm, confident, and aware.
"The most it's gotten to is accidental dry humping. Trust me, i'm not being active with the guy. We just make out. For hours." And, still, I couldn't get it out of my head.
The way it felt.
The way his erection smoothly slid against my core... it was like nothing i'd ever experienced before. I wanted more of it.
Way fucking more of it.
But I wanted to take things slowly.
"When I had sex with Liam for the first time, it hurt. But I didn't bleed or anything, I was just really sore for the next day." Cali flopped backwards into my bed.
