House of the Baker's

My heart was pounding as I knocked at the door and waited for someone to open it. After school, I had arranged a meeting with Jude at his parents' house, but without telling him what I had in mind then. It should finally happen today; for today I wanted to lose my virginity. After all, I was almost 17 and therefore older than half the girls in my class who had already done it. To prepare myself, I had used my parents' liquor cabinet to give me some courage. In addition, I had stolen some condoms from Jamie's room. He always had some there and probably wouldn't notice anyway that three were missing. And to top it all, I had put on the sexiest clothes I could find in my wardrobe: a short pink miniskirt and a white, tight-fitting top. Although I didn't have such a slender figure as Sawyer I knew I looked good enough. My dark blond, shoulder-length hair, which I usually wore tied to a ponytail, was loose, so that it fell softly over my shoulders. And of course I had put on make-up even though I never used it very often. Finally the door opened and I put on my best smile. But it died on my lips when I saw who stood in front of me. "Davis?" I gasped, feeling my cheeks heat up.

"Holy cow!" He exclaimed and eyed me from top to bottom. "If this isn't our little Lydia," he said mockingly.

"Is... is Jude at home?" I stammered shyly because I felt suddenly naked under his gaze.

"He had something to do and returns later. But come in!" He raised his eyebrows meaningfully.

Hesitating, I entered the house as I squeezed my bag to my chest where I had stowed the condoms, my cell phone and my brush. As he approached me and then bent down to me, I reflexively held my breath.

"Hm... I smell... alcohol", he said and straightened up again. "Aren't you a little too young to drink alcohol?" He asked, frowning.

"Who are you, my guardian?" I straightened up in front of him to my full height and looked at him angrily. "Of all people, you have to lecture me! You get drunk on every party and then you pick up random girls!" When he suddenly came closer and looked deep into my eyes, I felt my knees soften. Those eyes! Jude had the same brown eye color, but in Davis's eyes you could see something wild and uncontrolled that attracted me as much as it repelled me.

"Are you stalking me, Lydia Scott? I thought I was just invisible to you."

My heart raced. But it wasn't fear that I felt, it was something completely different that caused a strange tingling in my stomach. He was so close that I could almost feel his breath, and when he brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, I reflexively closed my eyes.

"Maybe we should continue our conversation elsewhere than in the hallway," he said.

I allowed him to take my hand and then drag me to his room. But when he closed the door and then leaned against it, grinning, I awoke from my trance. What did I do here anyway? Distraught, I looked around for an escape, because he had locked the door with his broad, muscular body. Fear came over me. I was in the room of Davis Baker, the biggest womanizer and bad boy of Tree Hill High! And now I was trapped. Breathing heavily, I backed up to the wall and stopped there trembling. "Let me... go!" I begged, folding my arms over my chest. But either he was deaf or had fun to torture me, because he pushed away from the door and slowly came towards me. "No!" Tears were suddenly running down my cheeks.

"Lydia..."

"No, please, stay where you are!" I pleaded while my whole body quivered. To my great relief, he actually stopped and gazed at me confused.

"What do you think I'm going to do with you?" He asked, frowning. "Rape you?"

I just stared at him. Now that he had gone back to the door, I felt a little safer. "I don't know," I confessed quietly.

"Oh man..." He ran a hand through his dark brown curls. "Is that the reputation I have? That I take girls against their will?"

I didn't know what to answer. But he wasn't finished anyway.

"I tell you one thing, the girls who go with me do it willingly. I would never use force on a girl!"

I didn't know why, but I believed him. I could feel myself what effect he had on me. He looked handsome, with his dark brown, slightly curly hair, hazel eyes, and tall, muscular figure. Jude, on the other hand, had a lighter shade of brown, and his hair was straight. But I knew about Davis's reputation and had avoided him until then. But that was exactly what he seemed to be thinking about now.

"Do you understand me? I won't hurt you," he repeated again. "So you might come out of the corner and stop crying."

Hesitantly, I stepped closer and smiled involuntarily as I saw that Davis took a box of Kleenex from the bedside table and handed it to me.

"Here! Blow your nose and wipe your eyes before you leave," he said, rolling his eyes. "I don't want Jude to see you like that and make him jump to conclusions."

"What kind of conclusions would that be?" I asked, then bit my lower lip. What a stupid question that was, I realized just now.

"Well, he probably would think that we just had passionate sex in my bed, on the floor, on the table, in the closet..."

"I think that's enough!" I could barely suppress a grin. "Enough mental cinema for today."

"Oh..." He raised his eyebrows meaningfully. "So you wouldn't mind sharing this special kind of pleasure with me?"

Why did I suddenly have that weird tingling sensation in my stomach again when I thought about what it would be like to have sex with Davis? I punched him slightly in his stomach. "Wacko," I said, grinning, trying to ignore my racing heartbeat. "You know that I'm with your brother."

"Yes," he said with a sigh. "What a waste."

I didn't elaborate on what he meant by that, but opened the door and stepped into the hallway. "Thanks," I said, smiling tentatively.

"For what?" He asked confused. "For scaring you and making you believe that I would hurt you?"

I looked at him ashamed. "No, I want to apologize for that," I said, then shrugged. "It was nice to talk to you. But now I have to go."

"You want to go? But I thought you were waiting for Jude."

I knew it looked like an escape, but the thought of meeting Jude, after I had just thought about how it would feel like to have sex with his brother, was just too much for me. Now I needed a little distance and rest to sort my chaotic feelings. "Tell him I had to practice for a test tomorrow," I said hastily. When he raised his eyebrows again, I knew he had seen through my white lie. But I didn't care. I just wanted to leave.

"Lydia?"

I turned to him, feeling that tingling in my stomach again as he smiled at me.

"Maybe we can meet for ice cream or go to the movies together sometime... just as... friends?" He asked reluctantly.

I just stared at him and felt my heart beginning to beat faster for joy. I nodded before my mind could catch up with it. And then, when I saw his satisfied grin, I realized that I had just made the biggest mistake of my young life.