My Life with the Boys

Chapter 4- Freshman Year (Part Two)

Me: need ur help asap. Can I come over?

Zack: sure. See u in a bit.

I get mum to drive me over to Zack's house. I can't wait until I can drive. Instead of knocking like a normal person, I just walk in.

"Zack?" I call out.

"Up here!" I hear his voice and I race up the stairs and into his room to find a shirtless Zack. Does he ever wear a shirt at home? "You done checking me out?" he smirks.

I roll my eyes and sit on his messy bed. His room hasn't changed much over the years. His walls are navy blue like every other male teenager on the planet, and full of posters. He has a single bed on the side of the room by the window and a matching desk and closet on the other side. His room is a bit of a mess, covered in clothes and sporting equipment.

"So I need your help." I tell him as he pulls on a shirt.

"So you said. With what?" he joins me sitting opposite me.

Now I blush. "Okay. So this guy from school kind of asked me out." I mumble.

His eyes widen. "Who?"

"Sean Harrison." I answer.

"He's a junior! What is a junior doing asking a freshman out?" he exclaims.

"Hey!" I slap his shoulder. "I am only a year younger than you." I remind me.

"Okay, okay!" He surrenders. "So what do you need?"

"Ikindofnevermadeoutwithaboybefore." I mumble quickly.

"What? Can you speak English please?" he laughs.

"I kind of never made out with a boy before." I admit slowly.

"Really?" he says intrigued.

"I mean I have kissed boys before. But I have never properly made out with one. Sean is older. What if he wants to make out and I am really bad?" I ask nervously.

He rolls his eyes. "I am sure you are not bad."

"I have no idea what to do though! Please help me. Can you like teach me?"

"Teach you?" he asks shocked. I nod. "Why didn't you ask one of the others?"

"Ethan would freak out and lecture me on going out with an older boy, and Noah is on a date. Besides. You have made out with more people than the rest of us have." He grins at my comment. Zack was kind of the player of our group. Ethan was the sensible one and Noah was the king of short-term relationships. Unlike Zack, he would date them for a bit and then dump them. Zack just hooks up with them and then ignores them.

"Fine. But how do I... teach you?" he grins.

"Uh..." I didn't think of that. "I dunno." I shrug.

He laughs at my lack of preparation. "Okay. Uh... how about we use your hand?" he suggests.

"My hand?" I look at him like he has grown two heads.

"What? Do you have any better ideas?"

I shake my head. "Fine." I sigh. "Now what?"

"Kiss your hand." He holds back a laugh.

I lean in and kiss my hand pretending it is a person's lips. As soon as I do I burst out giggling.

"Quit giggling! Do you want to learn?"

"I am sorry but this isn't working." I put my hand on my lap and continue to laugh.