Chapter 11

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We just got back from Home Depot getting the paint and supplies. Tanner helped me move the bed into the middle of room, so we could paint the walls. We spread the old newspapers that are for free from random shops on the floor. I taped things that I didn't paint on which was the mirror to my slide open closet. I poured the bucket of paint to the try with the rolling brush. Tanner just came back from the restroom changed into his navy blue shirt and black basketball shorts. I was wearing a black T-shirt and jean shorts.

"Call dips on the bigger brush!" Tanner called. I rolled my eyes at him, handing him the bigger rolling brush, leaving myself with the smaller rolling brush. Tanner rolled his brush on the pearly white paint as I waited for my turn. Tanner finally finished rolling around the brush and said, "I'm going to do this half of the room and you do the other half." I nodded in agreement. I walked over to my phone and plug it into my stereo playing the music softly. I walked back and started painting the first part of the wall, rolling the brush gently on the wall. I was really glad that I dont have to see the ugly yellow color in my bedroom anymore. I was off into my own little word until Tanner spoke up,"So... who's this boyfriend of yours?" He seems to choked on his own words saying it, but I figured that I wasnt suppose to notice, so I brushed it off. I chuckled at his question, "His name is David." I smiled as I said his name, making me remembered that he only called me once since I got here. I let out a sigh remembering it. "How are things?" Tanner asked. "Good,  I guess," I spoke still concentrating on rolling the paint on the wall. "How about  you and your love life?" I said turning around to roll by brush in the paint and returned back to a new section of the wall. Tanner chuckled, and told me about his sex life. Lovely. It was uncomfortable at first, but I started laughing at some of his stories. 

"Okay, enough about me. Have you and David ever tried to have sex?" Tanner asked out of the blue. I think about it feel a second before I spoke up, "He wanted to for a few times, but I refused to because I wasn't ready to lose my virginity." "Why not? Many girls already lost their virginity in high school." Tanner asked. "As much as I would love to have sex, from the multiple times from reading and watching about it, I've never actually have to guts to do it." I pointed it out, then realizing what i just said to Tanner as I mentally  face palmed myself real hard. "WOAH WOAH WOAH WOAH. You've watch and read porn?" Tanner asked as his face lits up. "Once or twice, maybe more. But I'm not the only one." I shrugged. "At least I didnt lose it." I continued talking under my breathe. 

"Hey, sex is a wonderful thing." Tanner said in between laughter. I turned around from the wall and looked Tanner was already looking at me. He created a hole with his index and thumb with his left hand and slid his right index finger through it. I laughed and dropped my head back, rolling my eyes. I can't believe I'm having a sex conversation with a guy, when I'm suppose to talk about this stuff with Dianne. As my mind was thinking of Dianne, the skype ringtone was buzzing from my laptop throughout the room. I put the rolling brush down gently and grabbed my laptop from my bed. "Who's that your fuck buddy?" Tanner joked. I rolled my eyes at him. I looked at the caller ID with Dianne's name on it with a picture of her. I immediately clicked accept, waiting for it to load. 

"oH WAIT, HOLD oN." Dianne said fixing her webcam camera. I laughed, "oK." 

"Okay, finally. HIIIIIII!" Dianne yelled into the camera spreading her arms into the air. "HEY!" I copied her lifting my arms into the air. 

"wHAT in the sam heck are you doing?" Dianne asked looking into the background. 

"Painting my bedroom in my apartment..?" I answered seeming to come out more like a question.

"Who are you with?" Dianne asked suspicion. 

I turned my laptop to the side where Tanner wasn't on and answered, "No one." 

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