The Last Virgin

I pulled the car to a stop in the school parking lot grabbing my bag off the seat next to me, pacing to the school doors, the hairs on the back of my neck stood up, something that only happened when someone was watching me. Turning my head to look around the area, I realised that it wasn't someone that was watching me, it was everyone. Ignoring  them I paced quicker through the door, still looking around at the people watching me, obviously waiting for something to happen.

"Kim!" I looked further down the hallway to see Emma waving madly and jumping up and down. Shaking my head I walked faster to Emma, who looked impatient to tell me something,  her eyes wide.

"What up?" before I could get a reply out of her she had grabbed my wrist and was pulling me to the girls toilets. Locking the door behind us. I watched her curiously as she checked every stall, her blonde curls bouncing as she turned to face me.

"You're the last one standing, Kimmy."

"Eh?"

"Sasha Noble caved at the weekend at one of the parties,"

"Oh, crap." my gaze sunk to the ground. I was the last virgin, and I knew that they never gave up. There were fifteen of them in total, they manipulated girls until they got what they wanted, no girl had lasted with their dignity intact, because once you caved, everyone knew about it.

Emma pulled me into a hug, squeezing me tight. She was one of the unfortunate too, because once they used you, you were nothing to them. I had only last this long because my older brother stopped them from getting to me, but now he obviously had no say in the matter. 

The banging on the door brought us back to reality. "Kimmy, Emma, open up!" recognising the voice Emma went to unlatch the door, letting in Freddie, his expression turned to worry as he noticed me standing behind the door.

He pulled me into a hug, squeezing me tighter than Emma had done before until there wasn't an inch between us. We had been friends since we were four, and we were inseparable. He was one of the fifteen, but it never stopped me from loving him.

His hand cupped the back of my head, snuggling me into his neck. "I won't let them have you, ever, they would have to get through me first." he kissed my left temple softly. "I know you won't." I hugged him tighter. I hadn't had a boyfriend, ever, because before they even had the chance to ask me, Freddie or Kurt, my brother, would be on them like wildfire.Freddie had always been like a big brother to me, my parents adored him and they trusted him.

The bell rang, signalling class was going to start. I had first period with Freddie in History so he walked me there, not letting me out of his sight. The looks carried on throughout History class but no one said anything because Freddie was giving death glares to anyone that even tried to speak about it, it was quite cute.

"You know you don't have to do that to EVERYONE that tries to talk to me?" I asked while we walked to English, elbowing him in the arm. He looked at me trying to tell if I was being serious.

"Yeah, I do." he looked me up and down.

"What if I don't want you to?!" I stopped walking and stared at him. He also stopped a few feet ahead, looking at me seriously then took a step closer to me, so close I could feel his warm breath on my cheeks. "I'll never let them have you, ever." he turned away and left me there, standing in the hallway, thinking of any explanation of why he wouldn't let his friends have me for their game.