Stolen Virtue

After party

OK, JUST SO YOU KNOW. I HAD NO EXPERIENCE IN THIS KINDA SITUATION, SO IF IT SOUNDS LIKE I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT, IT BECAUSE I DON'T. BUT DON'T GET ME WRONG I DID AS MANY RESEARCH AS I COULD. HOWEVER, SURPIISINGLY THERE IS NOT A LOT OUT THERE REGUARDING WHAT HAPPENS IN THIS CHAPTER. ANYWAY, I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT.

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Chapter 8

 This is where everything changed, I should have just gone home like I wanted too. If I had, maybe, just maybe things would have turned out differently for me.

 “Ohmygod, Jewels I never knew you could have danced like that. I knew you could sing, but dancing... Wow.” Jenny was going on and on about how good I was and that I’ll have to teach her. How Dennis would just love to see her move like that.

 Wait, whoa. Hold up a freaking minute. Dennis!? Who the hell is Dennis!?

 “Who the hell is Dennis!?” I voice what I was thinking.

 Jenny’s eyes went wide with guilt. “Dennis? Did I say Dennis? I meant Denise.” She tried to back pedal. When she saw that I wasn’t buying it she caved.

 “Oh alright, Dennis is my boyfriend, and before you ask. I didn’t tell you about him in light of the fact that, I knew you’d freak out.”

 Darned right I will freak out. What the hell is she thinking, having a boyfriend at 15?

 “Jenny you’re only 15, you needn’t bother with a boyfriend, you’re just way too young.”

 Jenny rolled her eyes, “Mom doesn’t think so, and she actually likes Dennis.”

 I gasped, “Mom knows about this, and she’s still letting you have a boyfriend.” Jenny grinned triumphantly. “Yep, Mom’s cool that way.”

 I threw my hands up frustrated, “Unbelievable, am I the only grown up in this family?”

 I set about walking away, rushing to get my bags. All I desired to do was go home and have a nice long soak. Ahh, paradise. In any case first things first, I needed to get the hell out of my shoes. My feet were absolutely killing me. Jenny ran up to catch me.

 “Uh, where are you going?”

 I replied without stopping, “Getting my bag and bouncing.” She grabbed on my arm to get my attention.

 “What!?” I asked a little bit annoyed.

 “Are you gonna act like that kiss never happened.”

 Hell yeah. That’s precisely what I wanted to do. Actually no, I wanted to wipe it from everyone’s mind. What was Clyde thinking? Scratch that. What was I think kissing him back like that? No doubt, the sooner everyone forgets about that mind-blowing kiss, the sooner my life can get back to being boring. I miss boring.

 I turned fully to face my sister, putting on my best-irritated look. “Yes that’s exactly what I’m gonna do, on the grounds that it shouldn’t have happened in the first place. So just drop it,”

 she carried on talking as if she didn’t hear me. “Well, it happened, and it was hot. Sizzling actually. So who is he? I tried asking Dillon, however he just stormed out like hell was after him.”

 I groaned. Ohmygod Dillon. I figured I’m gonna have to tell him it can never be that way between us.

 “That’s because he’s madly in love with Juliet, and her doing the tongue dance with Clyde was just too much for his poor, poor heart.” Sanity chimed in. Coming to great us. Jenny looked about ready to burst with excitement.