Virgin War: My Precious Jewel

My Precious Jewel

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Okay here we go!!!.....

Chapter 1: My Precious Jewel

Ever since I can remember I always loved when my mom told me bed time stories; especially stories about... Love.

No big secret right?

I always enjoyed stories that was so simple but so romantic. Easy but relatable, as my mom always told me.Don't get me wrong I'm not your pink loving preppy girl. I'm more of a tomboy than a... pink lover.

Since I was seven I always wanted to have the happy ending like in the book. I also wanted to be pure for him, even though at age seven I didn't know what pure really meant. My mom just aways said it.

It was about when I was ten when my mom told me what 'pure' really meant. You might be wondering why she told a ten year old? Well because I'm an early bloomer. I got my first period at ten.

You never know scary until your an innocent ten year old going to the toilet one day and find out your white panties are drench with blood. I still remember running up to my mommy screaming 'I'm going to die mommy! I'm gonna die!!!' and my mom screaming 'what's going on?!'

Crying my eyes out at that young age I could only scream out 'blood!! BLOOD!!!'

At that point my mom was still confused so I pointed down to my underwear and she understood where I was coming from. Still slightly embarrassing when I think about it.

It always so funny remebering yourself being so young and nieve.

During middle school/ Primary school. I was a complete tomboy. I think I broke my moms heart when I chose Basketball and football/soccer club than ballet and beauty pagents--- don't ask.

Still I beat those idiots, what were their words again 'girls can't play sport'.

MVP and team captain everyone. I'm that awesome. Though sadly childhoods don't last that long, I can still remember after football games the team would come to my house and we'd end up watching the new Pokemon episode and -badly- singing along to the Pokemon theme song. Or doing the same thing with Yu go oh and defiantly Dragon Ball. But sadly like I said childhoods don't last, why? Because of that horrid, digusting, judgemental place called high school!!

The first day of high school I honestly didn't know what I expected. Well that was a lie because I was secretly hoping it would be like 'High School Musical' you know singing and dacing radomly in perfect sync, basketball and finding true love, well at least a boyfriend. But sadly Disney had lied to me yet again. -Six words 'Suit life of Zac and Cody' No Tipton Hotel. 'nough said.

I was new because we moved out of my old house which was pretty far and I started high school not knowing anyone. And sadly that when my precious ears lost it virginity. Why are high school boys sooo digusting? They were openly taking girls precious jewels and the worst part was girls were letting them!!! I could never understand that. I think by my last year of high school I was honestly the only pure one left.

Though most guys tried to take it, I just completely ignored them. I think it was about this time when everyone started outcasting me because one of those idiots who tried to take my jewel was a jock. And the only thing I am going to say is that, it doesn't matter how big your muscles are, Adams forbidden apple is always going to be all guys downfall.

So he started spreading rumors about me, which I really didn't care about because like usually, I ignored it.

So this was my high school life, its funny because I thought I would be bullied for a lot of things like my height -because believe it or not when I was 16 I was 5'11- or my race -1)I'll talk about this one at the end- but no it was because of my precious jewel. So here I am driving to my apartment, starting my first year of university tomorrow, praying that high school don't repeat itself

And who was that ass who said 'high school is the best years of you life?' sigh he/she must have been popular.

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1) This story is going to be race friendly. When I say this, I mean I have a lot of friends who are light skinned and dark skinned but all like to have a story wish relates to them. The race of the main character is black, but not mixed race (sorry). I tried not to make this story clear what skin colour its from so blushing (visibly) won't really be mentioned because, the Majority of us can't blush openly (Some people can). I want every skin type (sorry other races) to relate to my story - Also it will be slightly religious the religion being Christian, but most religion says the same thing so, if my story kinds of counters with your religion 'Sorry in advance'.
Tell me what you think. Enjoy!!