If Summer Never Ends

Chapter 13

“So where is he taking you?” Aunt Julia hammered as I threw my hair up into a ponytail.

After looking in the mirror, I groaned when I realized there was a lump of hair not smoothed out into my ponytail. I took it out and did it all over again.

“Frankly, I have no idea. He said it’s a surprise. And that I should dress in comfortable clothes that I don’t mind getting dirty,” I sighed, fumbling around in my head for ideas on what the hell I could possibly being doing within the next hour.

“Maybe he’s taking you paint-balling or something,” she suggested, lying down on my bed.

Aunt Julia had been acting weird ever since I told her about my date with Hayden. I’ve been on dates before and hung around with guys, but it had been a while. I could only predict what was going on in her mind.

“How do I look?” I questioned, after fixing the ponytail that refused to cooperate.

“Sporty,” she replied, brushing some lint off of my leggings. “But it’s a cute kind of sporty.”

I sat down on my bed next to her while I waited for Hayden to arrive at the house.

“Before you go, we need to talk,” she murmured.

“No,” I flatly said. “No. We are not having a sex talk!”

She replied with the classic ‘I just want you to be safe’ comment. In other words, she didn’t want me to get knocked up and fuck up my future.

“Remember when I took health in my freshmen year? That class taught me everything I need to know about sex. I don’t need you prying down my throat about that when I am just going on a date with a guy. And he’s very sweet. He’s not like that.”

Aunt Julia sighed. “All boys are like that. They think with a different head.”

I cringed. Not only was it extremely awkward to have this talk with my aunt, but the conversation would play over again in my head when I was on my date, ultimately ruining my night and mental stamina.

“Okay, ew. I already know my stance on sex. It’s not like I’m going to spread my legs open for him as soon as we drive off. I have some class.”

“I’m just saying,” she claimed, putting her hands up in surrender. “I was a teenager once too. The hormones can control you.”

Just when she was about to say something else, I heard the doorbell ring. Relief rushed through my veins. I ran down the stairs, grabbing a few things on the way. Aunt Julia followed.

After I reached for the keys, I felt her grab my hand.

“Please just be safe,” she pleaded, handing me a small silver package. I shoved it in my pocket without looking, rolled my eyes, and greeted Hayden at the door.

“Hey,” I said, slamming the door behind me. “Ready go?”

He raised his eyebrows at my eagerness to get out of the house. I tried to play it cool, which was hard for me to do because I was such a dork.

“Yup, only if you are,” he replied.

I nodded and he led us into his car. He very nice about everything: opening the door for me, using manners. Overall, he was very polite. Psh, and Aunt Julia thought he would take advantage of me. While he walked around the car to the driver’s seat, I took out the silver packet from my pocket and jumped.

It was a condom. Yup. Aunt Julia shoved a condom at me before I left the house. That woman was unbelievable.

“You okay?” Hayden asked as he closed the door behind him.