Looking out the windows wide and long, that's when I realize how happy I am. Being seventeen is the most amazing feeling in the world! I'm young and I have the whole world before my eyes, and I have my whole life ahead. I start to do stupid things and take stupid decisions, and I get to live my life with absolutely no regrets whatsoever. Everything to me is going to be perfect and right now is the best feeling I've ever gotten before.
I eagerly turn to face my aunt, as she smiled softly, holding his arms out wide. "Now, Elena," she quietly whispers to me. "You come back now, you hear me?"
"Yes Aunt Jenna, I hear you." I fall into her tight and warm embrace as she rubs my back and traces circular patterns against my skin since I'm wearing a top haulter. "I'll be back."
"Do not be stupid, young lena. Remember that every choice has a result," it quickly runs out in his strict maternal tone.
"Do not worry, aunt. I'm smart. I know what I'm doing," I carefully secure it.
She pats the corners of his eyes with a crumpled tissue and releases a long, oppressed breathing before she nods in agreement. "You're right. I trust you with everything within me, honey. I just know I'll miss you every day. His uncle Derek too."
"Tell him the football games on TV can wait until after I get home after the end of summer," I gently State, smiling and happy as she laughed softly.
"I'll make sure to tell him. Now please tell your mother I say Hello, and give you a big hug and a kiss for me," she says with a sad smile, but still happy ear spread the ear. "Oh! And his father as well. You can not forget about Mike."
"Okay," I say, holding her one more time before people start boarding the plane. "I will miss you. I'll be back in late summer. Do not worry. It will not cry anymore!"
"Okay, okay!" She gives up, letting out a few small laughs as she walks away, holding firmly on my shoulders the length of the distance of arms. "Call me when you land, so I know you arrived safely."
I nod with a slight smile and pick up my bag before peck a small kiss on his cheek. "Got it."
"I love Elena!" My aunt runs away in panic behind me as I look over my shoulder and say goodbye before handing my ticket for you and quickly make my way down to the position for the United States by plane.
During takeoff Eye happily out of the small window, saying my silent farewell to the UK, but knowing that I'll be back in just a few months to complete my first year in school before I went to college in two years after graduate . I take my book from my bag carryon, and let out a long sigh as I open the page where my index finger rests. By the time I finally get to the US, that's when I really can not wait to see my famí up all the way to a different country to live with my aunt was really a big change for me, especially because it is so away, so start getting back home for the whole summer with my family is full heaven for me.
Once you land in California and I'm looking around at all the people around me, it is when I suddenly heard a very famililar voice shouting my name.
"Elena! Elana !, This way, baby!"
I quickly turn around to find my beautiful mother, standing far as we lock eyes and she smiles broadly. "Mama!" I sigh, as if they are at each other and I collapse into his arms.
"Oh, baby! I've missed you so much!" My mother cries in my ear as I firmly hold her back, feeling the fingers intertwined in my blonde (just below my shoulder length) hair.
"I miss you too, Mom," I happily let out, and finally I'm home.
Since pull into the long driveway C-shaped, is when I heard hit me and he hit me very difí always been a daddy's girl and I have not seen my parents for a total of six months. My mother is my suitcase from the trunk and tells me to just take my time making my way into the house, so I eagerly look up at the beautiful home in front of me, loving as he is still mine.
I gingerly make my way up to the front steps and I slowly turn the door handle, as I step inside and breathe the fresh aroma of febreeze, my mother always kept the house smelling. I can not help but find myself smiling in full compasion really wondering why I still left here to begin with, so I walk slowly more inside. I scan my finger against the light blue colored wall, looking at the pictures scattered everywhere, and most of them are me. There is a Jeremy and I holding hands standing on a bridge overlooking a lake as I let out a small silent laugh. He's my older brother, eighteen years old, and he will be a senior after this summer ends.
And so I stop in silent running is when I see my father's image and I, smiling and laughing with each God, I miss him very much.
"Is that you, princess?" The deep voice coming from the other room I quickly turn my head and see my father walk through the door.
A huge grin spreads across my face as I quietly laugh. "Dad!" I run into his arms as he holds me tight against the firm chest, shaking us both back and lift my feet off the ground for a few seconds. "I missed you so much."
It sets me back down on my feet and shakes his head. "You look ten years older, Belle! My lord, you've grown over the past few months," he says with a laugh.
"Yeah, tell me about it." I happily smiling, looking around the room as we walk into the large open kitchen perfect. "Does not mean I still am not your girl, though."
"You will always be my girl," he tells me, laughing at his own cornyness, but I do not care.
"Where is Jeremy?" I question, as he nods toward the door leading out of the pool and shed, and beautiful and colorful flowers and shrubs. "I'm going to go say hey."
I make my way out in the yard, closing the door behind me as the warm sun shining down against my pale face. The poolwater is amazing, clean and pure, the smell of chlorine filled the air, as I deeply breathe it. Being in California is such a change and I'm ready to have the best summer of my life, where I can just take a break and relax before flying back to England in September before the junior year.
I hear music playing from somewhere weak as I walk slowly towards the trees in the distance, seeing my brother must be in the shed, which is a bit farther into the forest. As soon as I get to the door is open when it unexpectedly quickly, making me jump back as a tall black boy dressed out, a cloud of smoke tickly spreading into the air around you.
He stares at me before closing the door, and rest your back against him. Before I could say a word, it is when he beats me to it. "Who are you?" He demands, his stern, strong voice as I raise my eyebrows.
"No, who are you?" I run out, looking at him as he frowns and shakes his head.
"Nobody is allowed in the cave. There are no strangers," he practically scolds me when I get back in full escalation.
"What are you talking about, idiot?" I order for him to answer me when your eyes surrounded by black eyeliner expands instantly. "I'm not a stranger. I am Elena."
It takes a few seconds before he scowls and shrugs. "Strange, as I was saying-"
"This is my home, you idiot!" Exclaim, pushing his shoulder as he stumbles to the ground lawn landing on its end, before opening the wrong door because it is jamned. And the moment I step in is when the music fills my ears and smoke makes me cough. Definitely cigarettes, thank God nothing more. "Jeremy, shit."
"Fuck! Belle!" I hear your voice shout, the music being turned down as I look in front of me as he involves me in a hug, lifting me off my feet, getting a laugh out of me.
"Oh, you lost your little sister?" I sarcastically uttered as he puts me back to my feet and smiled before rolling his eyes. "Do not worry bro, I kind of missed you too."
He laughs, "Kind of? That's all, Bell ...?"
"I'm playing around, Jare," I gently smile as he shakes my cheek as I crushed his hand and he laughs. "Well, I just wanted to tell you that I came back. So I'll just be at home."
"Well," it fits aloud, looking back at one of his friends who sits in a chair, playing cards on the table in front of him. "What are you waiting for? Do not be an ass. Say hi to my fucking sister, Bonnie."
"Yo, my bad!" He easily answered, smiling at me. "Hey. I'm Bonnie. What's your name?"
Wow. That sad. . . I was invisible to friends or even my brother knew me. "Elena," I gently sigh, rolling his eyes as he reaches out. "Whatever. I'll be there, Jare."
"Ass!" He yells at his friend, as I turn around and head back to the door. "Sorry, sis. We're going out tomorrow."
I turn my neck to look at him, my eyebrow lifting. "Tomorrow?" I echo his words as he quickly nods. "Well how noble of you."
"I have a friend stay here tonight. You have my word, I will relax with you tomorrow."
"I'd rather go to the library," I gently joke, he narrowed his eyes as I forward and through the door, suddenly, direct knocking something, almost falling off my feet! Fortunately, something grabs me and keeps me balanced. "Shit," I sigh, smiling before realizing that I do not bump into something ... I ran straight into someone.
Looking into blue eyes beautiful and charming baby, I realize that a boy caughten me, and my body is holding firmly against yours to keep me upright. Quickly shook the thoughts of how beautiful and amazing this kid is, I step back a bit and swallow the huge lump that I now have in the back of my throat.
"What's up?" he carefully released, as I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear and I shrink slightly in responce, unable to speak. "Wait ..." His voice is deep and huskey how I feel someone wrap your arm around my shoulder.
"Stefan, man. Say Hello to my little sister," Jeremy blurts out, smiling when I look into your eyes. "She's back home for the summer before she goes back to England."
"You're lena?" He speaks up, looking me up and down, his eyes fill with something I never saw in the eyes of a guy before.
"Yes ... Hello. It's me," I quickly let go before peck on the cheek of my brother and flicking by Stefan, the boy I had the biggest drop in time from the start of high school. He was always very busy and popular even notice me ... or even take a good look at me. But a couple of quick glances here and there, but never what he's done just seconds ago.
Now is the moment when I know I have to stay as far away from him as possible.
For the rest of the day, Jeremy is nowhere to be found, definitely out with friends doing God knows ão, I just hang out with my mom and she helps me unpack I heard in my old room, they have not changed anything. There is still pink walls light next to my bedside and white zebra printed covers, and I'm glad to say how much I missed it.
It's about ten at night when I'm brushing my hair in my vanity, looking at my reflection in the mirror, when suddenly hear loud footsteps coming up the stairs, along with the voice of my brother. He obviously had just arrived at home and I was glad to know he was okay. Jeremy has always been a kind of wild, doing normal teenage stupid things tend to do, get in trouble from time to time. So knowing that it is safe home will make me sleep better tonight.
A few minutes later, when I'm lying in bed about to fall asleep, it is when I hear a sudden burst of loud music from the hallway. Oh, you have to be kidding me. . . My parents are out on a date and they will not be home, probably for another few hours, so it's not like there was any house rules at this time. That only means one thing. It will not be easy to fall asleep tonight, and that's something I'm definitely not used to anything.
Walking out of my room in complete and total aggravation after nearly a full forty-five minutes or more ... even I Stomp my feet against the cold wooden floor in an effort to show my sudden burst of anger. Live with my aunt in England was much easier because I could actually get some sleep at night, given by my brother the hall is complete bullsh * t! Music is definitely not supposed to be played this loud at night, when there is someone trying fall asleep, and this is the moment I am really grateful to my parents let me leave the country even start. Being out of this house is oparaíso.
I strongly release a long, deep breath once I get the door of his room, lifting my hand curled into a tight fist, ready to start hitting against him as loud as I can ... until something more like someone, unexpectedly stops me.
"I would not if I were you." I turn around in the dark and finally realize who is standing just a few feet away from me.
Stefan. I sigh dramatically and carefully shake my head. "And why not?" I instantly fit.
"Jeremy is past now."
"And what are you doing just relax here in the hall?" I demand an answer, crossing his arms over his chest and looking at it through my eyes tight.
"I had to pee," he says carefully, raising his eyebrows and shrugged. "What are you doing here? Why are you the second break your door?"
"Because I've been trying to go to sleep for the last time and it almost punk, rock and roll, or whatever the hell kind of music is it is just keeping me awake!"
Stefan caution continues to look deep into my eyes as I struggle to catch my breath.
"What?" I gently let go, my confused tone. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
He slowly and quietly steps forward on one foot closer to me, as I feel myself blushing from the passion that has filled her beautiful blue eyes. "Lena," murmurs softly softly, slightly tilting her head to the side as his eyes roam up and down my whole body. Now is the time where I look down and realize I'm wearing a white tank top with no bra lost, and my black bootyshorts. Oh shit ... "You're so different now."
"How different?" I question him in curiosity, bull engulfing voice.
He steps closer to me as his gaze travels back up my body and his eyes lock with mine, and then he shares his lips before tracing his tongue over them. Oh my god, he's turning me on more than any other boy has before. . .
"Different, as in ... older," he murmurs, his jaw tightening as he moves another foot closer before stopping in front of me. "More mature ... beautiful ... You're like an angel."
"Um," I say, my voice hoarse as I eagerly clear my throat, stepping back a few inches, althought not make a difference, because it only goes closer. "Well, yes. I'm not sixteen anymore. I turned seventeen a few months ago. What are you, eighteen?"
"Yes," he loose his deep and seductive tone.
"Oh, well, that's nice," I casually run out of my mouth before he crooked smiles and looks at me silently as I feel butterflies suddenly fill my stomach. "I should probably go."
I quickly try to walk it to the left to instantly hit your hand against the wall, making me gasp for air, totally did not expect this. His arm is preventing me from moving more. It's almost as if I am unable to make any other moves not only because it is blocking the way, but also because I literally can not move my legs. I am completely still.
"Lena ... Can I ask you something?" He barely lets out, as I meet eyes and nod cautiously with his head, not saying a word. "When you were a freshman, you have a crush on me?"
Your question stuns and try to calm down my breathing. "Um ..."
But before I can answer him or say anything is when it moves quickly toward me, so that my back pressing hardly against the wall and his other hand is placed next to the other side of my head, so I am now totally blocked from moving away.
"Because, I always had my eye on you."
The way he tells it to me, honestly makes me melt, and my heart accelerates rapidly in my chest, making it difficult to breathe. Because I have always had a crush on him, but I've always been invisible to everyone. My brother and he are popular and friends with practically the whole school, as I walked never even noticed, just in the background ... I was just a nobody. I only had two friends in my degree so moving to England to tenth grade was even hard for me in the least bit.
And for Stefan say something to me. . . He just leaves me breathless.
"Is this some kind of joke?" I carefully whisper, trying to keep me relaxed, but suddenly the front of his body presses against mine, as I immediately gasp for my breath.
"You are not a joke at all," he murmurs softly to me, as I keep my eyes glued to the chest, in the words of his shirt, trying to act like this is not really happening, until the silence drives me crazy and I do not take it anymore. I slowly look up, looking only with my eyes and not his head, while his face remains blank and sexy as ever.
My heart pounds and pounds against my chest the moment his fingers touch my chin and lift up my head, as his eyes drop down to look at my lips. I try to stay calm with everything in me, but this is too little for me to discover. Everything about this kid is driving me insaine. His tousled dark hair, slightly covering her eyes, tanned skin, his beautiful and perfect facial features so beautiful that it looks as if it came out of some kind of magazine for male models.
My face flushes with heat and warmth, and I can say that I am blushing so it's surprising that it is very dark in this corridor. . . Until suddenly I pull me back to reality and realize that he is slowly leaning towards my lips as I turn my head, causing him to lose. But that does not make me any good, because now his warm lips are pressing against my neck, making my skin tingle and burn the incredible sensation because no one has ever kissed me here before. And then he kisses up and down my throat, dropping your arms down so that your hands are now firmly resting on my hips, pulling my body against his.
"Stefan, wait. You're the best friend of my brother," I go running in extreme panic, waiting for him to look into my eyes once again, but I am doomed because I feel his tongue trace against skin my neck, all the way to my collarbone, as I suddenly launch a loud moan and I slapped my hand over my mouth.
His hand moves from my waist to my stomach, until I feel your fingers press against my stomach on my bare skin, that is, your hand is under my race. I rest my hands against the wall behind me and I try to think of a way to get me out of it, but his hand travels up under his shirt, reaching suddenly my chest. His hand cups of me and he shakes a little as another small moan left my mouth, his lips still against my neck as he now begins to suck, sending shivers throughout my body.
His fingers rub against my nipple as they immediately stiffen the way he's touching me and shocks me to believe that he is giving me pleasure from just them working by hand. I shake the thoughts out of my head and close my eyes, but then I no longer feel his mouth on my neck more. So I cautiously opened them, seeing your face is just inches away from mine, her full lips and lusious separated, as I look at them in shock. He pulls his hand out from under my shirt and I wavered slightly when he rests it gently against my cheek.
"I'm going to rock your world tonight, Elena" His voice comes out sounding huskey and deep, full of sexyness, as I feel my eyes widen with lust. And Stefan leans down, his mouth suddenly next to my ear, the warmth of his breath making my mouth water. "Are you ready?"
And before I can even answer, its to die lips are gently pressed against mine as my knees go weak and I fall in his firm chest and arms musculosos.Nós make our way to my room and even my bed and I having sex for the first time in my life. Although it was painful at first, he made me feel comfortable, even if he asked me if I was a virign and I lied.
Before I know it, I'm lying ontop of it as both gasping for breath, but that does not seem to help because of how fast our hearts are racing. The feeling of exhaustion overwhelms my body, my eyelids becoming heavy as Stefan wraps her arms around me and hold me closer to him. His fingers trace patterns on my skin on my back and my hand rests gently on his muscular chest, firm. We are still bare, but we are moving, and we are silent ...
Because there is nothing more to say. Was he right. . . Stefan Knight rocked my world. And there's no doubt about it. The next morning I woke up with a bright light shining through my eyelids, and I slowly opened them to hear the birds chirping happily outside my window. I roll onto my back and try to get back to sleep until I shot my eyes open again and I sit immediately. I look at both sides of me and realize that I'm alone ... And the second I look down is when I see my naked chest as I quickly pull the sheets up to cover me even if no one else can even see me . And when I look under the covers and see small red stains from my sheets, that's when I really remember what I did last night.
No, this can not be true. But it is ... I gave my virginity to the best friend of my brother. And almost jump out of bed when I suddenly heard a quiet knock on my door