Dear Diary

Meeting

Dear Diary,

Cops. Everywhere. Cops and paramedics. Pulling a gurney out of a home- a home I knew all too well. It was a house fit for a small family; three bedrooms, one and a half baths, two floors(including an attic and basement).A nice sized dining room, kitchen, and living room along with a front and back porch. The house had white siding stained a sickly yellow. It had a thick smoke colored roof, and a fairly sized backyard. Yes, I knew the house....I also knew the people living there.

The Darrens lived in this town for generations. They were a simple family; Mr. and Mrs. Darren worked as district attorneys. They were busy rather often, rarely paying attention to their children outside of their home. I guess that was their first mistake. They had three: Two twin boys, Aiden and Aaron, both of which were about to turn ten. They had a daughter who was 15. I suppose the events leading up to this tragedy started about six months ago, August 7, 2019.

My family had just moved to Smoking Corners, Iowa. We moved from Russia after living with my brother, Rodrick for two years. Rodrick is a CIA agent sent to Russia to take out an Al Qaeda terrorist bunker- Or, I should say he was an agent. When he finally gained access to the bunker, he and his team raided the place. During said raid, a crate of C-4 was accidentally shot, causing a massive explosion, killing everyone inside. Now it's my parents and me. To help them handle his death better, Mom and Dad decided to move back to America.

Two weeks after moving, school started. I didn't have to introduce myself so I was just sitting in my first period class (10 minutes in), not really paying attention. That's when it happened: The classroom door flew open, revealing the prettiest girl I had ever seen.

"Sorry I'm late, didn't feel like waking up today." She said nonchalantly.

"Well, I certainly hope this won't be a regular thing, Ms. Darren." The teacher, Mrs. McLee said, continuing her lesson as the girl walked to her seat. Apparently her seat was right next to mine. I couldn't help letting my eyes follow her, taking in every one of her facial features. She had icey blue eyes-full eyes, and a full pair of lips, coated with black lipstick. She wore a diamond nose piercing that sparkled when the light hit it. Her hair was mostly flipped to one side. It was a charcoal black with dark plum highlights. She wore a black choker around her neck, a thin leather jacket over a Gorillaz T-shirt cut into a loose crop top. She had on black jean short shorts on top of a pair of fishnet stockings and black combat boots.

She must have noticed me staring, because she smirked, sticking her hand out.

"The name's Jacklynn Darren, but you can call me Jackie." She said, winking at the end of her sentence. I blushed, taking her hand. She gripped my hand, pulling me so I was leaning toward her in my chair.

"Meet me behind the building after class." She whispered in my ear. She let go and I sat back in my chair. I couldn't focus for the rest of the day. When school was finally over, I gathered my things and walked behind the building, texting my mom to let her know I would be home late. When I got to the back of the building, I saw Jackl- Jackie leaning against the wall, taking a deep inhale of a cigarette.

"Those things will kill you, you know?" I asked, taking the stick from her hand and stomping it out.

"Oh, why thank you for caring." She said smirking and pushing off the wall. "You know, I never got your name, cutie." She said, winking at me.

"I-i'm Anthony." I stuttered out. Looking down as I felt my cheeks heat up. I felt a hand under my chin, lifting my head. That was when I noticed Jackie was at least five inches taller than me.

"Why would your parents name their daughter a boy's name?" She asked.

"W-well it means 'priceless' and, when I was born, a woman came to the hospital offering my parents millions of dollars to buy me, but they refused, s-so they chose to name me 'Anthony'" I explained.

"Do you have a nickname other people call you?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"U-um, no." I replied.

"Well then, I am the only one allowed to use a nickname for you, Tony." She all but purred.

The next few months, we would always hang out together. We never stayed the night, just spent some time at each other's houses. Until, one night when Jackie's parents went out of town and her brothers were at her aunt's, she invited me to stay the weekend at her house.

I was wearing a red and black plaid button up T-shirt and black jean shorts that reach my mid thigh. Jackie wore a band T-shirt and black skinny jeans with a black leather belt. Jackie and I walked up to her front door, she unlocked the door and walked in. I followed after her. We took our shoes off, but I did not have enough time to look around since she grabbed my hand and pulled me up the stairs to her room. She shut and locked the door after throwing me onto the bed on my back. Before I could sit up on my own, she pulled me up into her lap as she sat on the edge of the bed. Dropping my bag on the floor, I instinctively wrapped my arms around her neck. She gripped my hips, pulling my face close to hers.

"I know you like me, Tony. I've known since the first time we met." She whispered against my lips. "And I like you, too." I looked up into those frozen eyes and felt a faint flush corrupt my face. "Your birthday is in a few days, right?" She asked. I nodded, not trusting my voice. "How about I give you an early birthday present." She said. Before I could ask what she meant, I felt her lips on mine. They were soft, and the kiss was full of passion. I closed my eyes, kissing back with just as much passion. As the kiss got more heated, Jackie stood up, my legs wrapping around her waist as her hands moved to grip my thighs. She walked to the door, slamming me against it causing me to moan into our kiss. She took the opportunity to slide her tongue into my mouth. After a few seconds of her exploring my mouth, I started sucking on her tongue.

She pulled away for a minute, walking back to the bed and laying down so I was straddling her. She reached down removing her belt. She flipped us so she was on her knees between my legs, and my legs were bent at the knee.

"If it gets to be too much, let me know. I know you're a virgin." She told me, I just nodded. She grabbed my hands bringing them above my head, wrapping the belt around my wrists and securing them to the head board.

TBC...

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Bye!! :)