Chance
"...so, yeah. She's just horrible, I mean who wears that sort of stuff?"
I interrupt Stacy as she's speaking.
"Stacey, we need to talk, It's important" I put my fork and knife down and face her
She mirrors my action, "Uh... sure, what's up?
"I think that we should..." I bite my lip, scared to look up at her,
"You think we should? Wait... you think we should.. do it?" She slightly smiles
I snap my head back up at her, "NO... no, it's not that..."
No way would I want to do it with Stacy.
However, she wouldn't be my first time. I remember it like it was just yesterday.
My first ever girlfriend. Brianna. Junior year of high school. She was quite a girl, at the time I thought she was the one for me. It all started that one night, it was after a party. We were so wasted we didn't even know what was going on. Brianna was a sweet, caring, just plain awesome girl. Which is what makes this even more shameful. That night, we didn't have any protection since it was at a friend's house. But I guess we didn't think about it then. After the deed, we were exhausted. It was both of our first time. I don't remember how it felt like, I guess I don't want to remember. However, what I do remember is that a few weeks afterwards - she came to my house in tears. Throwing things at me, we broke up after that day. Why you ask?
She was pregnant.
With my child.
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