The One Night Stand (stepbrotherXstepsister)

Chapter One

This is my first story, lol, so anyway enjoy! Comment, Fan, Vote, or just Read. Whatever.

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Is that a diary?’ The kitchen door swung open and Nicky entered.

Slamming the pink, notebook shut I shook my head, ‘Nope. Come on Nicky, a diary? That is so middle school.’

‘More like kindergarten.’ She murmured but I heard it anyway.

She walked towards me and placed her arms around my shoulder. The sight of her made me want to cry of envy. She is 5’8, with long and beautifully tanned legs. Her eyes shone caramel  and her lips are always  curved in a sexy smirk.

I’d also kill to have a body like hers. No wonder she has so much experience in love. She is like a walking sex goddess. Weird thing to say, considering she is my best friend, but she is!

‘Oh honey. What are you doing hiding your pretty face in the kitchen when the living room is spilling with hot guys.’ She gave me a teasing smile.

I raised my eyebrows. ‘You know how bad I am with boys.’

‘You will never learn unless you give it a try you know.’ She tried to sound convincing. We both know that I never will . Growing up in a family that goes to church every Sunday and preaches God to the neighbourhood earned me the reputation of ‘Ms. Goody toe-shoes’.

Meaning a lot of neighbours sees me as some kind of saint and they try to set me up with their so called ‘gentleman son’ who’s probably more interested in pizzas than a lame Christian girl.

Meaning I scare guys off. Meaning they think I’d be preaching the bible on our every date.

Not that I have anything against Christian it’s just that my parents are so zealous when it comes to religion they banned me from any type of cool clothes. And living in a small town does not help either. I sometimes think if my life would be so much easier if I grew up in the city.

I could have dated thousands of boys and maybe even tasted my first kiss by the time I am 14.

But Im 17 and still havent had my first kiss yet.

Damn!

‘What did you write?’ She asked.

‘That I am tired of being good.’

I saw her roll her eyes, ‘Please Claire, you say that every time and every time you fail. ‘

‘Well not now.  I finally have something on my to-do list this time.’

‘What? Lose you first kiss?’

‘No, my virginity.’

For a second all she has to do is stare then like a popped balloon, exploded into fits of laughter.

‘You?!’ Oh please Claire.’

‘I mean it!’ I cried, grabbing her hands.

After she had calmed down she gave me a worried, serious look.

‘You really are going to?’

I nodded. I don’t care what my mom says or if I break my purity promise which, by the way, I was forced to take.

I am sick of merely existing. I wanna feel that adrenaline pumping on my blood and my heart beating like crazy. I want to feel excited, and nervous. For a long time I hoped to do something so crazy and maybe even a bit of the forbidden.

‘Why didn’t you say so?! Let’s get out of here then!’

‘What?’

‘Look, if you are looking for one night stands without worrying if you will perform well go to a club.’

I thought about it for a second. If it is one of the boys here they’d probably broadcast it to the whole school the next day. Not only that they’d probably mention have I have zero sex appeal, and a chair has more chance of arousing them than seeing me naked.

Not that I have an awful figure. I like to think I have an hour-glass figure, sort of. My mom told me I have a beautiful body. However, I bet the only reason she ever said that is because she believes every human body is moulded by God, hence it is beautiful.

I believe that but in this generation, what 18 year old boy on the planet would believe that? Exactly, no one.