Dear Diary, I'm A Virgin

Chapter 2

Dear Diary,                                                                          Nov 5th

                                           

Watching her small 5'1 frame sit on top of me as our bodies fit perfectly in the couch. She stared into my eyes and kissed me. My hands couldn't help but wonder her beautiful fit body. She was truly something made from the havens above, I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. As she flipped her hair to the side we made eye contact and I felt like she knew my secret. I felt cold and a little afraid. She doesn't know I'm a virgin, and the looks of it she was going to be the female to make me a man. As she started kissing my neck I held on to her ass and gripped tight. "Take off your shirt." she said kissing me. I followed her demands as she commanded. She started leaving a hickey on my neck and that made me want to do something that put fear in my heart. Her hands was placed upon my chest and moved from there to my manhood and unbuttoned my pants. I wasn't ready for this. I'm man enough to say it I'm scared and if this was to happen she needed to know what I never told anyone. I wanted her to know that she would be the girl who would open the door to a whole new world that I think I was ready to explore. "Wait! I have to tell you something." I told her as I slowly pushed her off of me. She looked very confused and waited for me to speak. "I'm a virgin." I said so slowly I feared what she would say.

A loud vibration buzzed next to me. My sister was calling me for what reason I have no idea.

"Hello" I answered still half asleep.

"Where the fuck are you at? Did you forget?" She yelled though the phone very loudly.

"What are you talking about Chelsea?" I asked as I began to sit up in bed.

"You have to pick me up from practice today. Damn you so fucking forgetful! Come get me now!" She yelled as if I was deft or something.

"I'm coming, just chill baby sis." I told her as I was dragging myself out of bed.

I looked at the time on my phone and I was kind of late again. But she have to understand I need my rest, I have to work from four in the afternoon to about midnight. And I'm the one paying for all her track shit she has to give me a break.

I knew I was late enough I didn't put on a shirt. I just jumped into my 2011 Infiniti qx56. I should've put on a shirt it was like thirty degrees outside. Oh well, I'll live. I soon parked in front of the school.

"Chelsea I'm in the front. Hurry up it's almost four." I told her as she picked up the phone.

"I'm coming, I'm coming! Remember you we're late." She told me hanging up.

As she come out the school she wasn't alone. What the fuck do I look like a damn taxi serves? I told this girl I have to go to work. But I'm not that damn cold hearted and I was late again so I'll play taxi.

"Elijah can you please take my friend home." She asked with puppy dog eyes.