Books, Boys, and Basketball: Junior Year

A FLIRT

I'm head over heels in love with Drew. And the fact that he's now taken my virginity only strengthens how I feel about him.

Patrice and Scott leave that morning before Grams comes home, but Drew stays behind. We went at it at least three more times that morning and afternoon before he finally went home. And the moment he leaves, both guilt and shame wash over me. I can't even look Grams in the eyes when she comes home. I avoid her. I tried to be the granddaughter she wants me to be, but Drew and his slick mouth, tongue, and hands have destroyed that girl.

When he makes it home, he texts me to make sure I'm okay, and then I don't hear from him for the rest of the night. Knowing him, he's probably passed out on his bed replenishing his strength and his energy.

I cry a few times, mourning the girl I once was, and fearing the girl I've now become. I don't feel special anymore, and I'm deathly afraid Drew is going to call it quits now that he's gotten what he wants.

So, when Monday rolls around and I pull into the school parking lot, I search around for him. As usual, he's surrounded by girls. Both my jealousy and my fears are amplified.

Glaring at the girls who are all up in his face, I walk over to him and hug him, but he has more in mind and grips handfuls of my ass smashing me against him. I can feel his growth beneath his clothes and when I look up into his eyes, the look he's giving me makes my heart stop.

"Meet me after school."

"Okay," I nod.

He leans in to kiss me and the way he's carrying on has everyone in the vicinity raising their brows at us.

"Okay, stop. Everyone is staring at us," I turn beet red.

"So."

"They'll think we're sleeping together," I shy away from him, not wanting anyone to know.

"We are," he smirks. I shoot him a stern look and he laughs. "I wasn't going to say anything, but everybody already knows, Sid. My brother and Patrice heard us."

I clench my eyes shut and lean my head against his chin. "Great. Just great. So much for hiding my shame."

"You shouldn't be ashamed of what we did. You're my girl," Still, I groan into his chest. He just laughs and holds me. "You'll be fine, Sid."

Entwining his fingers with mine, Drew walks me to first-period. Kids in the halls are staring at me with renewed interest, but no one has said anything yet to make my shame harder to bear. They're all waiting until lunchtime to embarrass me.

I walk in with Drew and sit down at our usual table when Xerxes saunters over with a smile on his face. Even Em is staring at me with a shocked expression. Patrice is stifling her laughter, Scott is proud of his older brother, Chloe is amused, and Quincy looks disappointed.

THEY ALL SUCK...

"What's up, Sidney," Jason smirks, sitting down across from me. The moment I meet his gaze, I already know this is the beginning of the end of my privacy. "I heard you finally let Drew dig off in those Kidneys. It only took a year and a half."

"I really hate you right now," I glared at Drew.

"It's true then?" Quincy asks.

Grimacing, I tell him, "I don't want to talk about it."

"That bad, huh?" Xerxes laughs.

The table erupts into laughter. Everyone but Quincy is beet red from laughing so hard and Drew looks worried about me. He puts his arm around me and draws me in closer to him. I don't want to be here right now. I wouldn't be opposed to the floor opening up and swallowing me whole.