Cowboys and Angels

Chapter 11

The weekend went by faster than I had thought. I imagined Avery would text me all weekend, making me want it to never end. But it was already Monday when I woke up. I fell asleep around eight on Friday and boom! It was was already Monday. Did I sleep through the weekend? The answer is no. Things happened. Some were awkward; others startling. 

Saturday. I woke up with my momma sitting on my bed. Happy, I smiled and said goodmorning. But with the scowl on her face, she wasn't. Then a question came out of nowhere.

"When did you lose your virginity, Emerson?" My jaw dropped opened. My momma didn't even look at me; just stared at my corkboard full of pictures of Brett, Hunter, and I.

I stuttered, saying, "Uh, why-why do you ask?"

"I thought we made a promise when you were fourteen that you'd tell me when you lost your virginity as you got into high school. You didn't tell me. When? I want to know. NOW." I sat up, frightened, words couldn't come out. 

I thought and thought and thought of how to word it to her. I was embarrassed. It was a silly promise we made because I had told her about my first kiss, which happened to be with the guy I wasn't talking to. Brett. 

What the hell was wrong with me? Giving in to kiss him. We were freshman. I wanted a boyfriend. And Brett was right there. I thought we had just got caught in the moment. And this was how I remembered it.

*Flashback*

Brett and I were sitting outside finishing our Biology homework that both of us had no idea how to do. It was a beautiful afternoon...too beautiful in fact. It was spring of our freshman year and we literally lived it up. No doubts, it was the best year yet. 

I could tell Brett was becoming frustrated with the work he had in his hands. He looked up at me then down at the paper. I gave a puzzled look. My work was almost finished, but I had rushed, just wanting to get it finished. I wanted to go bike riding down the dirt road when I got home, but this had to be finished. He finally threw it out of his hands and into the grass.

"I give up!" he yelled. He glanced at me through his glasses he had at the time. "How did you even finish that so fast? I can't get through number one." I giggled.

"I guessed, Brett. That's what everyone does!"

"Em, I need to get a good grade in Bio or I will fail," he emphasized. "My parents will ground me and I won't be able to hang out with you," he confessed.

I kinda stared at him for awile. We always hung out, including Hunter in the fun. But he had just said me. He was worried. He really wanted to get this right and done. But I didn't have time to sit around all afternoon in this wonderful weather and work. I had plans. And unfortunately, he was ruining them. I knew it was selfish of me to think that, but it was true, and I was upset.

"Why can't you do it on your own?" I retorted. "I have things to do."

"You're smart."

"Lies."

He raised his voice, "No, seriously! You are. And I need help. If you want to leave me here while you go and throw yourself a one-person party, then fine. Have fun."

I gave in, like always, "Fine! Fine. I will help you." A smirk formed on his lips. I laughed and scooted next to him. Our hands over lapped each others, but we quickly pulled away. We both gazed into each others eyes for the longest moment it felt. I felt like I didn't know what I was doing. His blue eyes sparkled as the sun shone into them. He squinted a little, but it was just right. A few moments later, he moved in close to me and kissed me. I didn't know how to; it was my first kiss. So I went along with him, just followed him. After a few seconds, I pulled away. Scared, I nervously eyed his face.