I turned the key as the engine of my red Porsche began to roar, which echoed in my neighborhood. I turned up the radio and the music blared from the surround speakers and rung bells in my ears.
As I I drove into the school gates all heads turned, I felt self conscious and some what little inside. The seventh grade children's jaws began to drop, i ignored all the attention which was drawn at me and drove into a empty parking slot. The engine of my car grew silent, I sat there for five minutes.. my heart was pounding. The sound of shrieking giggles broke the silence and the day dreaming as carly, Sophie, abi and nataleaha came running up to my car open armed. I climbed out of my car befpre they reached me so I could greet them all with a hug. "omg, give me the latest news on you and jack babe" Sophie said as she grabbed my hands and nealry put me ten foot under. "who's jack?" I quizzed in a sarcastic tone. "oooooooo" they all chorussed in perfect harmony "what have he done this time?" carly asked with a devilish look on her face. She often done this to me so she would get her own way. "well.." *RINGGG* before I could explain everything the first period bell rung out. Great timing I though, "il tell you at break time" they all grunted and groaned as we made our way up to the large oak doors.. the smell of books, punishments and rules burnt holes in my entire body. We made our way through the corridor all in sync.. everyone created a path for us and boys began to wolf whistle (mainly the footballer boys). Slumped in a little plastic chair in Mr.brosworths class on a Monday morning is not what I need, he is so lifeless.. he has a voice which drives you to sleep like a lullaby, but worse!
I tapped the end of my pen on the worn out desks covered in writing. Anxiety rushed through my body as the thoughts running through my head was driving me crazy. The biggest problem running through my mind was JAKE, my ex boyfriend.
Me and Jake was an item in tenth grade, he was the quarter back and I was head cheerleader. He taught me what love was, he treated me like a princess.. everywhere we'd go we'd have people "ahhh"ing us and mumbling "arent they the perfect couple" it made me so happy, people we didn't know even thought we were the perfect item, so did i.. at the time!! Arguments then became a regular thing between us.. if a boy looked at me he would rant and rage and on some occasions he even caused a fight. We were on and off for about for months until we both decided to start from scratch.. what a regret that turned out to be. One night we were out in his range rover convertible on a hidden rocky beach watching the sun set, it seemed like the perfect moment.. the perfect moment to you know do the big "IT". It was so passionate and amazing as his body rubbed against mine it was like the friction of love, a bond which nobody could break, it was indescribable. The journey home was awkward, you could cut the tension with a butterknife. I broke the silence by asking a irrelevant question "was I crap?" he looked at me and didn't answer. I repeated myself, this time he answered "no babe, you've been the best so far". I smirked as I felt my cheeks heat up, was I really blushing over this! My house became in sight, the car stopped and I paused for a few seconds. "I should be getting in now, bye" he kissed me on the cheek as I left the car. I walked through the white doors which greeted me with a large 7 on my door. I slumped my self inside and leant against the doors as I sighed with joy, the vibration from.my phone broke all the thoughts and there it read from Jake "hey babe, today was amazing but I think we should just be friends" anger rushed through my body as I stomped up stairs and washed my disgusting excuse of a body, I was used.. used for sex! I cried all night that night. My intensions was to lose my virginity to someone who I loved. Everything was sucked down the drain within seconds. He taught me love but he taught me the wrong type of love.
