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"You really need to stop being so innocent." My bestfriend José remarked, putting on her mascara.

I looked at her. "What do you mean? Being innocent is the best thing ever unlike you." I said defensively, standing up from the bed and sitting next to her on the chair.

She put her mascara on the table, me following her moves.

She dropped her hands. "You don't even know what sex is, Victoria!"

"Well how about you explain, José!" I imitated her.

She stood up, and pulled me with her. We sat on the bed and opened up my macbook.

"What are you doing?" I asked, but she didnt answer. Instead, she typed in 'porn' on google.

"What is porn, José?" I asked, but she didnt answer me again but she clicked on a link.

"Watch. You'll know what sex is." She said, and clicked on a video.

Wait— they were naked!

I covered my eyes, yelling, but she pulled then away and pinned them at my lap.

"Watch!" She said again.

A boy was putting his private part in a girls private part! Why is the girl screaming?!

"Turn it off!" I yelled.

She laughed and turned the macbook off.

"Delete the history! I don't want my ass to get whooped." I said, crossing my arm.

José deleted the history and turned off the macbook. "Now that is porn, but you make love with someone that is yours. Like a couple." She explained, i kind of got it.

But then i realised... she took away my innocence! I am not innocent anymore!

I attacked her. "You idiot! You took away my innocence!" I said every word while slapping her.

"Calm the fuck down, Victoria!" She yelled, making me stop with messy hair.

"You had to know sooner or later, Victoria!"

She was right, actually. "Sorry, José." I apologized.

"Apology accepted." She said while ruffling my hair.

She stood up from the bed, and i did so too. "I have to go, bye Vic!" She waved at me and left.

I waved back, and smiled. What would i have done if she wasnt here.

I sighed and closed the door. Actually... should i take a sit outside on my porch step?

"Whatever." I said to myself and put on my timberlands, my gray coat and my black and red framed scarf.

I went outside with my keys and closed the door. I sat on the sidewalk of my street, and sighed.

I found my eyes traveling up my new neighbours roomwindow.

He wasnt wearing a shirt! He caught me! He smiled at me and shook his head. I blushed and runned inside my house and closed the door with a slam.

"Oh...my.... GOD!" I yelled and closed my blinds. What am i going to do?! What if he comes over and what will i say?!

I sighed and fixed my bangs. "Don't worry, Victoria. You will be okay." I convinced myself, making me a cup of tea.

I was wearing a gray oversized winter sweater, and black tight skinny jeans.

I am born in Havana, Cuba. But i moved to Korea because of my dads job. My mom isn't alive anymore. I don't remember anything of her, but i know i look the most like her. My dad is Spanish, and my mom Korean. I have my mothers eye shape. My dad tells me i look exactly like my mom. He tells me that she was very beautiful, and i believe him. Anyways, i am 21 years old. I know Korean because i studied it. I lived in Cuba for 14 years, and Korea for 7 years. My first days in Korea were hard. I barely knew Korean, it was a mess. I never had a boyfriend. I have never kissed.

Anyways, after i finished my cup of tea, i went and go to sleep. It was pretty late after all. I changed in my pj's and brushed my teeth. I look out my window, and see the boy taking a walk. He..... is pretty. I find myself picking up my polaroid, and taking pictures of him.

Wait...

What am i doing?

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 21, 2018 ⏰

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