Find Me in Vienna

2. Consequences are fun, don't you think?

Warning: Sex scene below. Skip the last half if you are uncomfortable or don't like reading it!

Taking a deep breath, I stepped into english class. It's the first class of the day and I was terrified of what the world knew about what happened last night. It didn't help I had a headache from my bad judgement either. This all could have been so easily avoided if I just said no, sorry Steven I can't hang out with you tonight. But nope, me being me, I said yes. Ugh. Surprisingly, as I walked to my desk, no one stared at me. No chuckles. No whispers. Steven wasn't looking at me either. My nails bit into my hand to stop the tremble. It's okay. No one knows, don't be such a spaz! I was surprised that any of this happened to begin with. Steven couldn't possibly be interested in me. But last night clearly contradicted that. I don't know, it was all so complicated. 

"So, hear from Steven this morning?" Emily knew I would have said if I did. She was a good friend but sometimes she really knew how to bother me.

"Nope. I really don't think I will, he didn't look at me once yet," I sighed. 

"Well, screw him. If he doesn't want to talk after you guys almost went through all the bases in one swing then he's an ass," her voice was full of confidence, like she wasn't just disowning the top student in our class. 

"I really don't think I get a choice, if he doesn't want to talk to me then that's that," I mumbled out. Even if Emily's words could be true, it didn't stop my stomach from dropping. I rubbed my eyes to get the sting away. Embarrassment and shame filled me as we kept talking about the night.

"So, what happened with you and Austin then? We didn't get to talk about it last night."

Her eyes lowered at the memory, "pretty much what happened with you two, but I didn't pull back like a prude." She smirked at the pain crossing my face, patting my back to let me know it was a joke. I slouched down in my chair, I loved Em but sometimes she went a bit too far. 

"Anyways, it's not a big deal. So what if it flopped? We'll pick you out a better guy next time." I groaned at that. I did not want another guy, probably for the next fifty years after what happened. 

The rest of the classes followed in similar fashion. Nerves coursing through me walking into each one, waiting for my classmates to find out what happened and judge me. I might as well just put a scarlet A and tell everyone myself, I thought gloomily. Em thought I should confront Steven about it, but there's no way I could. Turns out, I didn't have to do either.

"Hey Allie, can I talk to you please?" I looked up at Steven's face. I don't think I've ever seen it look so uncomfortable in my life, not to mention I don't think I've ever wanted to not see him more than right now. I just hadn't learned my lesson though when I followed him for the second time in two days. 

I stared at my feet. "What do you want Steven? I'm not really in the chatting mood." 

"I wanted to apologize. I shouldn't have pushed you into something you clearly didn't have any business doing." His voice was monotone, like he was hiding something. I thought maybe he was apologizing for ignoring me after what went down. As I looked into his eyes a small smile played on his lips and mine tugged up in response. 

"It's okay. I didn't mind." Automatically forgiving him. I mean I did follow him, he didn't force me. 

"Want to maybe get dinner sometime? No mickey this time I promise," he joked.

"What like a date?"

"Yes like a date! That's what dinner is isn't it?" 

I bit my lip. Excitement bubbled up inside me. "Okay, sure."