Chapter 2 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. Somehow, I felt he would be there for me whenever I needed. All those fantasies came clouding my judgement as I began to daydream about him hugging me, thought I'd probably get my first kiss from him. It felt like my life now had a bright touch to it. Like It somehow now had a meaning. (call it serendipity but I found hope in something so futile). I was a bit careful trying to conceal it but out of my curiosity, I told my friends at the school cafeteria, they almost chocked. 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, we just thought you wouldn't want to hear about it but..." she giggled. "I think you're ready to have your first boyfriend".

For some reason I blushed and told them to keep quiet about it, but I should have guessed. Those lousy mouth of theirs wouldn't stop running. Sooner than we expected, Dylan walked past our table, little did we know that he sat opposite us and would literally hear all our conversations...As he walked past us, he smiled. "Hi."

At that point I felt like my heart was going to explode, never felt that way before. I literally couldn't talk, only my friends were able to reply him. When he left, they made fun of me. I tried to laugh but I knew Dylan must have heard every word and that left me with a heavy heart and unable to gulp down my food. At home I couldn't stop reminiscing about what happened during the day, clouded with inexplicable emotions. "I am so doomed!" Just that moment, I could hear mom and dad arguing. " just an added burden..."I took my pillow, covered my ears and forced myself to sleep.

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Getting to school, I was stuck up in my head, my mind just couldn't stop avoiding the fact that Dylan already knew how I felt about him and I worried so much of what he must have thought of me after that incident. I tried my best to avoid him every time. I felt 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 embarrassment when I saw Dylan walk up to me. He sat close to my table and I honestly couldn't feel my breath as he pressed on to hold a conversation. "Hi, I'm Dylan. Just wanted to say hello." he added "Do you maybe have a few moments to spare?". Trying hard to catch my breath I replied in a low whisper. "yeah sure, what do u want to talk about?" He smirked looking into my eyes he says. "I want to be your friend, I like you and if I'm not mistaking, u like me too..."he paused and for a brief second I wondered how he could be so confident to walk up to me I was caught up staring at his beautiful brown eyes before I was interrupted by his words. "I overheard your conversations with your friends." and that was it! I just sat there staring like a log of wood. I tried to pierce my skin and double wish for it to be over. 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. I chuckled as he held my hand in his; "I felt so dumb, but I knew I would even go numb for his beautiful palms. His hands were tender and gentle, brushing softly against mine as I felt a cold feeling gush from my head to my entire body. I could barely explain it, who cares anyway. I was just too anxious and overwhelmed to inquire. We talked a bit more and believe me, feelings grew more, when I got home, I swear I had never been happier in my entire life. I couldn't stop fantasizing about handsome Dylan. I couldn't control my excitement as I wrote them down in 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 ... She is caught up 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."

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 physical intercourse really felt like. I heard silent gossips during football practice but none came close to the erratic feeling I was starting to discover within myself. Within a second i picked up my phone and searched about it,glancing through videos of erotic passion filling the air. Silent moans getting me heated in places that it shouldn't. My gaze burned in intensity at each penetrating scenes. I watched several of the videos and felt my clitoris get harder as my heart beat increased . Feeling the urge to touch myself for the first time. I placed my index and middle finger to my clit and started working my way towards a circular rhythm. The faster I did, the more my intensifying the pleasure. I wanted more ,I just didn't want to stop. With each self inflicting pleasure,I continued the act routinely. Until my body convulsed into a crashing climax. I lay back on my bed tired and exhausted...enjoying every moment as I drove off to sleep...