Not So Innocent Love (Part 1)

Not So Innocent Love (Part 1)

This story starts off with a girl as all good stories do. This girl though wasn’t like any of the others. It wasn’t her natural brown hair with perfect highlights that made her perfect, nor her impeccable sense of style. To this day I don’t even know what made her perfect; all I know is she changed my life.
I was the normal girl in high school. I did my homework and passed with average b’s. I wasn’t gorgeous, but I was pretty. Sure, I had my issues: drugs, parties; boys, but overall I was nothing special. I had never thought of doing anything with the same sex. I was taught from birth that I shouldn’t do that. But something changed my junior year. I fell in love.


The bell rang for the first day of school. I was excited as all girls get on the first day. I was here to make new friends. It was my goal. The previous years I never had many, but this year all that was going to change, I was determined. As everyone filed into the gymnasium for morning announcements I was scanning the crowd for new girls. I wasn’t shy, people just seemed to not like me, but I didn’t seem to like them either. After pushing through all the groups just standing in the gym, I finally found my seat, Seat 2b. I was, with no doubt, excited to see who sat next to me. As everyone filed in a absolutely gorgeous young lady sat down next to me. I looked over at her to introduce myself.

“Hi, my name is Lauren!” I said with a perky smile. The girl next to me and shrugged and just said hi. I was determined to make a new friend, so I persisted on. “What’s your name?” I asked.

“Ashley,” she replied. At that I just smiled, I didn’t want to be pushy.

The day seemed to drag out. There weren’t too many new people. Ashley was the only one that I actually talked to. On the way home it was raining. The bus was packed, but I found that Ashley shared the same route as I did. After school Ashley seemed to be more talkative. We shared our schedules finding out that we had 4 of the 7 classes of the day together. Thirty minutes had gone by and my stop was coming up shortly. As the bus came to a screeching stop I stood up, only to be surprised that Ashley was standing too.

Getting off the bus we talked about our lives. Turns out we’re very similar. Both our parents broke up when we were young, we never had too many friends growing up, and we were both musicians. Several blocks later Ashley’s house arrived. It was located on the right side of the street. It was a nice two story house, nothing special but nice. The garden in the front was a mess however, and the porch was beginning to fade. Ashley and I said our goodbyes and parted our separate ways.
The Parties Begin:

After several months of school had passed Ashley and I had become great friends! After school we’d often go to the park and talk about our (sooo horrible) lives, boys, and other meaningless things. One day at school, however, we both were invited to a party over at a guy’s house on the next street over. Ashley and I got dressed up and headed over. I was wearing a nice blue top with a cute shirt black skirt with a pair of heels, but I was nothing compared to Ashley. Ashley was perfectly gorgeous! She had he beautiful brown wavy hair to the side over her single strapped shirt. Her makeup was perfect as well. She had on a dark red shade of lipstick that complemented the rest of her beautiful artwork. She as well had a shirt black skirt on with very similar high heels. I, needless to say, felt unworthy I here presence.
We knocked on the door, and it immediately opened. The house was flooded with people. Anybody who was anybody was there. As we walked in eyes turned. We stopped the boys in mid-sentence. Their jaws dropped. Immediately Jack, a football player, rushed up to me and offered me a drink. Ashley winked at me and I accepted. As I walked away with Jack Ashley became swarmed with men. We looked at each other and giggled.

Jack sat me down on a couch in the living room and placed his arm around me. This shocked me for he had never made a move in school, but I didn’t say anything. I took a sip of the beer he had given me and smiled as he looked in my eyes. We talked for quite a while. He asked me all sorts of questions, but as the night progressed I began to get a little tipsy. Jack leaned over and softly kissed me. I pulled back ...

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