One Shot Story Beginnings

Not So Innocent

I looked in the mirror and stared myself in the eyes. Looking at me now, you wouldn’t recognize me.

I’ve changed so much in the past year.

After he left my life, I changed and grew as a person. I blossomed, you could say.

Last year I was naïve, and I wouldn’t know what horny meant if you explained it to me. I was rather innocent. In fact I remember one year at Camp, this girl was teaching her friend how to grind club-style and I asked her with wide eyes what she was doing. She gave me this look, like ‘are you serious?’, and told me I wouldn’t be able to do it. No explanation, nothing. Just cold denial.

She knew how innocent I was and she refused to be the one to explain sexy dancing to me.

I get that now.

At the time though I was very insulted and embarrassed.  I didn’t like being shoved off like that.

I even looked innocent back then, with my nerdy rectangular glasses and bushy long hair.

I think I’ve changed in every way imaginable. From my attitude, to my personality, to my looks, I’m different.

I’m me now.

I brushed my bangs back over my forehead and fixed up my eyeliner. I love the way I look now. I love that I’ve matured and gained more knowledge. I know more about sex as a virgin than most girls who’ve had sex in this town and I love that about myself. I love how independent I’ve become.

“Ri, ya ready for school? Shey’s here to drive us!” Lucifer calls me. I huff, pulling on my jacket and zipping it up.

“Yeah I’m coming,” I yell back.

I step out to the car and belt myself into the backseat.

“Hey beautiful. What’s new?” Shey grins. I blow him a kiss in the rearview mirror.

“Not much. My girlfriend dumped me last week, she didn’t want to put up with her homophobic mom badgering her for dating me anymore,” I tell him.

“That stinks,” Shey says sympathetically, hitting the break to stop at the stop-sign he almost missed.

“I didn’t like her that much, it’s fine. People usually only date in high school because they want someone to make out with, not because they actually want a relationship. I’m not saying I don’t want a relationship but I don’t mind just being with someone because they want me to kiss them.”

Lucifer rolls his eyes but Shey nods. “I get that. Ri I still don’t believe you were ever innocent,” he laughs. I giggle a bit myself and then hop out of the car, grabbing my backpack.

“Thanks for the ride, bro. See ya later!” I wave them off.  Shey honks and Lucifer sticks his hand out the window to wave at me as they drive away to college.

I spin on my heel and head straight to my first class, not stopping to say hi to anyone.  I have a lot in common with Shey: I don’t take no for an answer and I do what I want, within reason. I guess that’s why we get along so well. I’m glad he and Lucifer are getting married next month so he’ll actually be my brother.  

“Going somewhere, whore?” a feminine voice questions me.

I swing my arm out and make contact with the girl’s face. She yells out and swings at me in retaliation. I latch onto her wrist before she can hit my stomach.

“Yeah. I’m going to my class, like a normal human being. It doesn’t concern you. Now step aside. This whore has some people to visit before school actually starts.”