I Was Meant To Be Yours

Big Fun

Dear Diary,

Can I kill myself now???

Martha and I went to the cheap run-down mall downtown (nearly getting mugged), where she found the most "perfect" skimpy dress for me.

While I was changing into the leather suit, Martha picked herself a sundress that suited her perfectly! I wanted to get a different dress, but I couldn't get out of the suffocating black dress, so I had to buy it and walk out of the store with it still sticking to my sweaty skin.

Anyways, we got to Alan Jax's house at around ten o'clock and grabbed a few beers from the fridge.

We sat in the game room (in the middle of groups of horny teenagers), and Martha kept tapping her foot and looking around nervously.

"Veronica!!" She yelled at me out of nowhere.

"Gah! What?"

She turned to me and gave me a very serious look. "I don't care what you'll say, but I need to... Get with a guy tonight. This may be my last chance to lose my virginity BEFORE college. I don't think I can face any sorority girls or even my own roommate, knowing that I have no experience with guys. Goodnight. Oh, and don't wait up!"

I stared at the empty laze boy chair for a while. "Um okay? That just happened..."

I wandered into a bedroom, trying to find the bathroom (I had just downed three beers), when I stumbled upon Lee Jax (Alan's twin nerd brother), sitting in his room, doing homework like the good valedictorian he is.

It felt good to meet another normal, but mentally-advanced person who didn't focus all his time and energy on getting laid.

"Hey Lee, what's up?"

He blinked a few times before clearing his throat and stating, "Your dress is starting to rip, Ron."

"Oh crap!" There was a giant rip from my left hip to the bottom of my rib cage.

"Lee, mind if you help a sista out?"

He laughed and jogged out to his little sister's room while I picked up the red blanket from his bed and wrapped it around myself.

The nerd returned with a large pajama t-shirt and dirty jean-shorts.

"Fuck you, Lee! That is not how you treat a lady!"

"Says the girl slowly being forced out of her own slutty clothes." He smirked, raising an eyebrow.

I laughed, snatched the clothes, and went into the bathroom (reeking of marijuana). "LEE! I need a favor... I can't get out of this f-ing dress! Get some scissors and CUT ME OUT!"

He proceeded to snip at the back of my attire (after I told him that if he cut me, I would cut him), and I scurried away before he could see me half-naked.

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We laughed, joked, and played board games well into three in the morning, when I passed out.

I remember waking up, thinking about how it was too early, so I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep so no one would bother me; wrong choice.

As I was just getting comfortable, I felt the bed dip under someone else's weight. I thought Lee was just going to lie down, but when I looked up, his eyes were closed and he was inches from my face. I punched Lee in the nose before he could kiss me.

Now, I feel bad, but that was uncalled for! We are friends! And anyway, after that, I couldn't get J.D. to SHUT UP. He kept complaining that I was "running around with losers" and I wished I could punch him in the face too.