𝓢𝓾𝓰𝓪𝓻 : 𝓗𝓪𝓻𝓻𝔂 𝓢𝓽𝔂𝓵𝓮𝓼 𝓓𝓲𝓻𝓽𝔂 𝓘𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓼

Birthday Sex

Song: Nothing's Gonna Hurt You Baby - Cigarettes After Sex

Word Count: 2,707

- Dara

     Sex. S-E-X.

     Every person at one point in he or she's life will experience sex first hand or learn about it and how to do it. Yet for the few innocent and naïve people, such as myself, we've never been the ones to talk about it let alone do it. The only thing we'll do is blush and look away and avoid the situation or say something like 'that's inappropriate, don't talk about that' or 'that's gross'. Trust me when I tell you we understand that's it's apart of life and that's how we're all here, but the thought of sex is scary and weird.

     I've never had to think about sex or doing it because I didn't date and no one has really been attracted me, which I'm thankful for and my friends didn't think about doing it, but that was the first year of middle school this is the third year of high school.

     Since seventh grade, sex is all that people talked about. I was one to talk about it, but when it came to doing the 'deed' I was nervous and scared.

     That was until I met my now boyfriend, Harry. He's a Freshman at the local community college, even though he could go to an ivy league school if he wanted.

     When I first met him I thought that he would just want me for sex, then the second he got what he wanted he would leave that's what every Senior did to about every innocent Sophomore. Before we even became official I told him that I wasn't going to do anything sexual with him until I was ready, he respected me for that.

     Unlike the other girls who would just fuck him on the first date, that's what his ex-girlfriend did, you can tell how well that ended.

     Nine months into our relationship I told him I want to try something new, just simple oral. I told him "not sex but something close". He was nervous about it because he thought I was feeling pressured into it. I wasn't.

     Lately, I had been having these feelings of lust and the wanting of a more intimate towards him, maybe there was something in the water that made me what him in more of a physical way. But the point is that I want him, bad.

     We've been dating for a year and a half now and I, Dara English, can say that I am completely in love with him and I am ready to lose my virginity to him.

     Right now it's Friday, my seventeenth birthday. I told Harry that I didn't want to do anything special even though he insisted we do, I told him that anything would be special with him around. Cheesy I know, but it's true.

     As the class bell rings dismissing all the students from every classroom throughout the school. I grab my things and check my phone

     Harold ❤: I'm at the front :)

     Me: Okay, I'm on my way!

     I stop at my locker to put my math and history book back. I slam my locker shut and turn around about to leave when I'm greeted by Harry's ex, Julia.

     "Hey Dana," She greets, giving me a fake smile. "How are you?"

     "I'm fine, but I need to get going so if you'll excuse me." I try to walk away but is blocked by her army of skanks.

     "Where's the rush, Dan? I thought you loved our little conversations?" She gave a pitiful fake pout. Is anything about this girl real?

     "I stopped liking them the second you tried to rape my boyfriend, then you started spreading false shit about me for no reason. It's been a year and a half, Katie it's clear he doesn't want you." I push my way through her friends and walk towards the doors that lead to the front of the school.