Isebella

the first day

*Isɮɛʟʟa ɨռ tɦɛ ʍɛɖɨa *

Who knew that the shower could be the place you get the dirtiest.

Moving to Cali is hard for a girl who is 5'6 I mean I can't see anything but the beaches and the boys from our house. Oh I'm sorry I forgot to tell you I just turned 18. We moved here because my sick grand mother needed help and we didn't want her to die alone . Of course like every grand mother when they see you the describe you as if they didn't know that you look in mirrors.

" oh Isebella you've grown so much..... Last time I saw you you were 14 .... Oh god now you have boom booms and a beautiful skin tone ...... I'm so happy you are my grand daughter and of course the killing line are you having sex?" ... "Umm no grand mother", I said quickly before she could say anything else.

I wanted to wait until I found the right person , If there was a right person for someone like me I thought to myself.

" can I go to the beach", I asked to get out of her presence. My mother said ," yes " quickly after . Fortunately I am the only child.

I went in a white and black sun dress that hugged my curves perfectly . I didn't plan on swimming because water was not the best tool for my hair . In California it seemed like everyone tanned . Me being Carmel I didn't have to .

when we got to the beach everyone looked at me weird. I guess they could tell we weren't from here.

I felt watched but then I saw him.

He looked taller than me ... No he was definitely taller than me, he had a perfect smile , a sexy body , curly hair and looked single. His light brown hands touched the water so gentle... At that point I didn't care about my hair . I cared about getting close to him but as soon as got close enough to talk to him it was time to go.

That night was my first wet dream.