Act: Zero Scene:1

This is a short story (literally! 12 pages) I wrote last September...it meant a lot to me, especially the ending, I think I have only showed this to one other person. I hope you grasp my meaning and leave your thoughts and comments below...

Act: Zero

Life in Session

Scene:1 What happened to me...

-girl meets guy...

First day of high school. Everybody is looking at me... I don't have the right clothes or shoes, my back-pack is probably even wrong... I feel like an outsider, no one will look me in the eyes. Why is this so hard?

Humph! Smack!  My books went flying as he ran right into me.

"Whoa! Hey, sorry about that." he smiled & helped me pick up my books...the first smile I had seen all day. 

  Every time he saw me after that he waved & smiled. The popular girls that hung out with his crowd rolled their eyes and said, "What a loser!" behind my back. Yeah,thanks! That's feels great. Like I didn't already know, I don't have a snowballs chance in... I was going to say Hawaii! What did you think I meant??

  He was nice to me...too nice. He paid attention to me...some said I should have seen it coming. He noticed ME!! & unfortunately...he noticed too much. 

  We all know where this is going so lets get to the details of what you really want to hear, what has kept you reading this far, lets get to answers of the questions you are dying to ask....

  

  He was even so nice to me that one day after school he invited me to his house to hang out...

     The most gorgeous, popular guy in school asked ME to his place...?!?How could I say 'No'...??

  & it started just like this...He kissed me. Said he had been thinking about doing that since the first time he saw me. He kissed me again, and again, and again; harder, longer...I couldn't catch my breath.

    "Wait...I have to tell you something..." I said, pushing him away from me.

    "What!?!" he snapped, impatient with the interruption.

    "I'm...a...virgin." she answered barely above a whisper.

   "That's it!?!" He kissed me so hard! And started pulling off my clothes.

  Its amazing how quickly clothes can just...come off. I didn't even know my shirt was off until I felt him...feeling me.

  

 Cold, Hard Truth! it was over before it began.

  When he was done...he got off of me, threw my shirt at me, pulled on his jeans, & said he was late for practice. And then he was gone... the 'trailer' door slamming behind him.

   

    I sat there, for a moment, feeling so guilty and dirty. What had I just done? What had I just given up? I am NOT this stupid, I'm not this naive, I'm not this pathetic!! How could I  have let this happen? I was...hurting when I finally left. That was not what my first time was suppose to be like...it couldn't be!

     Four years of high school passed... He never called me, waved, smiled, or even talked to me again...

There are 3parts to this story, I'll post 1 each week...