My confidence the next morning was out of this world. I had applied oil to my hair and brushed it till it shone, applied light makeup and even wore my mom's favorite perfume. my mom was shocked, yet excited. "What has gotten to you, my darling?" LOVE! That is what it was — I had fallen in love with the greatest play boy of all time, Charles Walter.
And when I got to school, I did not see Theresa as a bully or as a Queen bee, I saw her as an opponent that should not even be worth it. Because Charles had noticed me and I was sure I had a higher chance, He was my neighbor!
People whistled as I walked past, some complimented me,"Did not know you were this Hot, Pat" a guy said, walking past and slapping my Butt. Usually, I would have shrieked but today, I smirked. Theresa's jaw dropped,"Seems you have grown some balls overnight" she teased. If only she knew I saw some last night. "Really?" I replied walking past her and into the class.
She seemed to have gotten herself and tried frustrating me the entire day. "I would have said you should blow a kiss to Charlie, but I doubt you have the courage to, since you have not had it in you since he moved in"
Charlie? A nickname already?
"Mind what you wish for" I said looking her in the eye, she seemed taken back, afraid even.
"Is that a threat, Patricia?"
"Whatever you say"
Even Susan was shocked, thrilled
"Tell me the truth"
"You do not have to know everything, Suzzy"
"I am your best friend" she defended. She was already tearing up, so I avoided replying to her or looking at her.
Audrey was my best friend now; not like I would ever abandon Susan, No! She has always been a good friend but not as energetic or composed as Audrey .
Audrey did not come by that evening but later when Dad returned from work, Mother and Father started with their petty arguments.
"With all the hard labor I do, I deserve a free day at least"
"You are not a servant, why do you make it sound like I treat you as one?"
"Do you not?"
"Excuse you?" Now Father was getting angry. "I work all day and come home tired and in need of a Peaceful rest, if you do not mind"
"All I am asking for is a little money to go get my hair and nails done at the Spa. I look terrible, unlike my mates"
"Your mates? what mates?"
"Ms—J"
Father sighed deeply, I could feel his frustration.
"They are financially buoyant" he replied.
"Well, if you assisted in chores, reducing my work load, I would still have my job and not bother you"
"Again with this? Fine, I am sorry. How many times do you want me to apologize?"
"I do not need your apologies , it cannot bring my job back"
Father must have stood to leave because Mother's voice came again, "Don't you dare walk away from me"
"I need to rest, Beat"
"Listen to me and I would let you be"
Edwards started crying and my Father found the opportunity to leave, banging the door in the process and increasing Edward's screams.
I sat at the edge of my bed staring at Charles window. His Curtains were drawn and his room dark. I may have sat waiting for his light to turn on for hours until I dozed off with different thoughts drifting in my mind.
Maybe Theresa had told him how boring I was and how he wants to have nothing to do with me. That was until I felt hands on my thighs. Forcing my eyes open, I found a dark figure in front of me, before I could scream, a hand was over my mouth, covering it so I would not make a noise waking my parents
"Shhh... it's me"
I knew that voice before I heard the name
"It is me, Charles"
"Charles? " I repeated, acting like I did not know or rather did not hear him. Or maybe my brain was too slow to comprehend at that moment.
"Hey Princess. I know you have been waiting, I did not mean to. You see, I had other things, business actually to take care of . You would not scream if I took my hands off, Yes?" Nodding sheepishly, he smiled and took his hands off.
I scooted over for him to sit, noticing the flimsy night dress I had on.
"You look beautiful". Lies!
"Really?" I asked, my cheeks coloring
"Of course." He looked at me, "Seems like you are a bit relaxed, unlike the other day "
"ohh"I chuckled nervously, combing my fingers through my hair.
He pulled my face gently and kissed me, when he pulled back, he said, "I have always wanted to know how you taste, here", then touching my thighs and moving his hand up, he added, "Here, too".
I swallowed nervously, "What?" he asked, noticing my discomfort
"I..... uhm..... nothing actually"
"You have never had sex before?"
"No", I said , embarrassed
"So, all those acts you have been putting on, what—?"
"Let us not talk about it, please"
"Ohh" he said rather surprised. Standing , he began to walk around my room, "I have never had sex with a virgin"
I cursed myself silently, waiting for him to leave and forget about me
Until he turned to me "I do want to know how it would feel", coming over he continued, "We can do something else, if you are not ready. I will give you a present and you reciprocate, whenever you want to though, I do not mind".
Without waiting for my approval, he was already pulling at my shorts.