CHAPTER TWO : MY FIRST LOVE

When I turned 14, I instantly got attracted to an elite student at my school. He was more like me, at least in my definition. He spoke less, had fewer friends and studied more. His name was Dylan Mcleir. I couldn't explain how I felt, but I knew I wanted his closure. Fantasizing in my day dream, I imagined the thought of him around me. Giving me the security I desperately needed.

Overwhelmed by curiosity, I told my friends at the school cafeteria. They almost choked on they meal, their mouths wide open. Sarah looked at me surprised. "I didn't think you would share such kind of news with us, I'm happy you're beginning to speak up more." Alexa added, "we also have people we admire, just thought you wouldn't want to hear about it but..." . She giggled "I think you're ready to have your first boyfriend".

Trying to conceal my excitement, I tried to wave the topic but as expected, those lousy mouths of theirs wouldn't stop running. Barely minutes past our little chat,, Dylan walked past our table. Engrossed in our conversation, we didn't notice Dylan grabbed a sit next to our table, eavesdropping on our conversation without a sweat. As he walked past us he waved and said, "HI." with a questionable smile.

At that point, I felt like my heart was going to implode within my chest. I could barely let out words, leaving my friends to lead the conversation. After he left, i became the subject of mockery as they made fun of me. Letting out a forced smile that left me with a heavy heart, I sank into the chair, unable to gulp down my food.

At home I couldn't stop reminiscing about what happened during the day. I squeeze between my brows in frustration. "I am so doomed!". In that moment, I could hear Mom and Dad's audible confrontations across the hallway. " Just an added burden..." I groaned and took my pillow, covering my ears till i forced myself to sleep.

Getting to school, I was stuck up in my head. Unable to wrap my mind around the fact that Dylan already knew. A negative thought of how he felt towards me crawled up in my chest, holding a firm grip to my already constricted airway. I tried my best to avoid him every time, feeling like a prisoner escaping an ambush.

One day at school, I sat in the library trying to get my head stuck up in something other than my present predicament, when I saw Dylan walk up to me. He sat close to my table , making it difficult for me to catch my breath. "Hi, I'm Dylan.Just wanted to say hello…" he added. "Do you have a few moments to spare?"

Trying to sound mature, I replied in a low tone..."yeah sure, what would you like to talk about?" He smirked, looking directly into my eyes. "I want to be your friend. I like you and if I'm not mistaken, u like me too..." He paused, giving me a minute to absorb his enchanting voice.

"I overheard your conversations with your friends." and that was it! interrupted my fantasy. I just sat there staring like a log of wood. Driving a painful pinch to my skin, i yelled within because damn! ''Someone wake me up from this dream please!".

But it wasn't a dream. Dylan leaned forward and kissed my cheeks and I could swear that was the most magical day of my life. His hands were tender, brushing softly against mine as I felt a shivery feeling gush throughout my entire body. The aftermath of his kiss was like a soothing balm to my sad scorched soul.

We talked a bit more and, believe me feelings grew more. Getting home with all the butterflies in my stomach, I swear I had never been happier in my entire life. I couldn't stop fantasizing about a handsome Dylan. Couldn't control my excitement as I wrote down a poem dedicated to my dreamy Dylan.

" Behold the handsome shining knight.

For he draws his princess out the dark..

Amidst the troubles she faces alone

He has come to rescue his love

For she dies in silence and her heart is weak

she sights him from a stone afar ...

I caught her in his web of love

A journey she thinks of no return...

His eyes, enough to drown a soul

the beauty of his heart seems pure

I hope his love is true and free

For the princess has fallen for his charm."

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I lay down on my bed, smiling to myself. Imagining what he would do to me if we were alone. Then it came across my mind to know what sex really felt like. Picking up my phone i clicked the search box to my bewilderment. I stared keenly at the unclothed couple moaning in erotic pleasure, sending a heated sensation underneath my pants. Revealing how badly i wanted it; to quench my dying thirst.

Engulfed with lust in my glittering eyes, i devoured every second of each penetrating scene. Feeling the intensity of my heart rate competing with the sudden bood rush in the veins of my clitoris. Masturbation felt like a quick fix as i recollect on my friend's fantasies.

I placed my index to my clit, moving them in circles faster , intensifying the lustful moan escaping my parted lips. It felt so good I wanted more, continuing in my rhythm until attained my orgasm. Laying back on the soiled sheets I exhaled deeply, exhausted from the brief moments of pleasure. in minutes, I drift off off to sleep.

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