I quickly run a brush through my now straightened hair and spray on some perfume. I grab my bag and look in the full-length mirror. Holey, high-waisted shorts, a white short sleeve crop top, and white converses, pulling on a navy blue cardigan to match the trim of my converses. I smile slightly and walk down the stairs.
"Where's mom and dad?" I ask Kelsey, who lays on the couch, on her phone.
"They left already."
"What are you doing here, don't you have classes today?"
"I skipped. I just wanna hang here today."
"Whatever. I'm leaving."
"Byyeeeeee."
I walk outta the house and down the street, constantly running my fingers through the ends of my hai-
I feel a tug at my hair and turn. Alex smiles at me. "Hi," she says.
"Heyy. What are you doing here?"
"You told me to come back. I did."
I smile. "You're sweet."
"Sweet enough for a kiss?"
"Mmhmm," I say, kissing her. I glance down at her outfit, she has on black skinny jeans, a plain gray t-shirt, and all black Vans, her down and wavy.
"I like your outfit," she says.
"Becauuusse..it shows so much skin?"
She shrugs. "Whatever gets you in bed with me."
"Again?" I smile.
"Yes. Again. Speaking of fucking you to Australia and back, last night was really nice," she says quietly.
"I know right, that Italian food? Perfection!" I say.
She nods. "..yeah."
I laugh. "I was kidding, I know what you mean..and I totally agree..but it was better than nice..it was.."
"Really nice?"
I smile. "Yes. That."
She smiles back and grabs my hand. "For a beginner, you did fucking awesome," she says.
"Yeah?"
"Fuck yeah. It was unforgettable," she smirks, the wind blowing her hair back. She is so gorgeous.
"I love you," I say.
She looks at me. "That was random," she laughs.
"My first love is always relevant," I smile. "Or just my love for you in general."
She nods slowly. "Well, alright. I love you too."
"Promise?" I ask, holding up my pinky.
"Promise," she smiles, locking her pinky with mine. "Heyy, that should be our new way of saying I love you."
"Pinky promise?"
"Yeah," she smiles again. "Deal?" she asks, her holding up her own pinky this time.
"Deal," I confirm, locking my pinky with her's.
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I sit down at the table, tucking my hair behind my ear.
"You seem calm," Harlie smiles.
"I am," I smile back.
"Cut the crap and tell us about your date with Alex yesterday," Emma says.
I smile at them and then tell them what happened. Just not the sex.
"Ohh," Harlie leans back, looking disappointed.

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Finally 18 (girlxgirl)
RomanceCooper's finally 18 years old. Finally a young adult. She can finally live a carefree life. Well, as carefree as you can live when you're the world's biggest goody two-shoes. Everything about being eighteen is the bee's knees..until she meets Alex...