I can't believe it. I did it. I've always imagined my first time being with someone special, someone I'm in love with. I've always imagined feeling like a princess as he admired me before sweeping me off my feet. Cliché, I know. It's just that, I expected more. I thought the next morning I would wake up to him smiling down at me as if I was the most beautiful thing in the world. Instead I woke up with my sheets covering my bare body and when I looked at both sides no one was there. I know it wasn't a dream, considering the fact that my body is aching.
After brushing my teeth, showering and getting dressed I walked down stairs in the hopes that I would run into Jake. I finally reached the bottom of the steps, but saw no one there. "Mom! Glen!" I called out from the living one answered that's weird. Oh well, this means Jake and I are alone. I slowly crept back upstairs and got ready to open the door to Jake's room next to mine to scare him. I monotonously turned the knob and pushed the door open while screaming, "BOO!", but I was soon disappointed when he wasn't there. I walked over to the kitchen to check if my Mom left a note on the kitchen counter, nothing there. Where the hell is everyone? Excuse the language, but I am dirty already aren't I? Heehee, no? OK. Hmmmm what am I supposed to do all alone by myself? My eyebrows rose to the top of my forehead and I quickly dialed Adam's number. Ring ring ring! "Hey Clare" Adam drowsily answered the phone. "Hey do you by any chance have Bianca's number?" I bit my lip waiting for a response. "Why would you want Bianca number?" He seemed a bit amused and giggled. "I was sort of wondering if she wanted to hang out with me today?" I sheepishly lowered my voice an octave. "Umm...ok?" Adam was beyond confused and so was I. Why did I want to hang out with Bianca anyway she'd probably laugh in my face.
After a few minutes of waiting for Adam to search his contacts, I picked up my phone to dial her number, but contemplated on doing so for a while. I took a deep breath, ughh I threw the phone next to on the couch. She's totally going to laugh and tell Owen about Saint Clare calling her at 10 o'clock in the morning to "hang". What would we even do together anyway? We have completely nothing in common, but it's worth a try. I sighed and held the phone in my hands and finally dialed her number. After a few everlasting rings she picked up. "Bianca".
I know this is really crappy sorry, but I'm lazy. I actually want to start a story this is an Eclare fanfic. I know that it seems like I am not focusing much on her virginity loss, but that's where Bianca comes in. All of this is just the start up of clare and bianca's friendship. 5 reviews and I will continue. As for Detention buddies I will continue that as well. I will probably update that tomorrow. In the meantime feel free to click that SEXY REVIEW BUTTON and review!