*A/N: This will eventually get hot, its just chapter one and its like an introduction chapter. Please like and comment if you want to! I am trying to write better and I want some critism!*
“Stephanie Masters,” the principal called my name from the podium. It is graduation day at my high school and I walked up the stage and looked down at my peers and they all gave me harsh looks. What did I do to them? I never EVER fucked another girl’s boyfriend, even though I was promiscuous through high school, I had a conscience. Let me introduce myself, my name is Stephanie. I am eighteen years old and I have been fucking guys since I was thirteen. I was not proud of doing it, I had sex to get attention. At first, it was attention from my mom and step-father, which they gave me attention alright, they got furious with me! When I was sixteen years old, me and a friend of mine went to a party and everybody was drinking and I ended up fucking three guys, and then…hell broke loose at school. The attention I wanted, I didn’t want it anymore. I learned something that day, I didn’t want to have sex just to get attention. Next time I have sex, I want it to be with a guy that loves me and I want to love him. Five months later, I met the man of my dreams. His name was Nick. I was so in love with him and he was a marine! He was so strong and loving to me and on my seventeenth birthday, he proposed to me! The next day, he went to Iraq. Three months later, I got the news of his death. I didn’t take it so well. I became suicidal and started to take anti-depressants to calm myself down. My senior year had its bumpy roads, but I made it. I barely passed all my classes and I have not fucked any guy since Nick. I had a few ex-boyfriends that grabbed my boobs and I let them play with my clit and finger me, but I didn’t let them fuck me. Now, back to graduation…I looked at my principal and thanked him for my diploma. I looked out into the audience and my mom and step-dad is snapping pictures of me on stage. I went back to my seat and waited for everybody else to get their diploma and toss our caps in the air. I am ready to get out of here. After we finished, I ran to my mother and hugged her. My mother, Grace Baker, is a very strong woman from dealing with me from being promiscuous and taking risks. When she found out I started to have sex, I was fourteen at the time, she took me to the health department. I got checked for all STDs, which I am clean still to this day, and she put me on the pill for birth control. I got to be the luckiest girl out there, I never got pregnant and I never got an STD. All the girls that I use to hang out with is now mothers or sick from and STD. “Steph, are you sure you won’t destroy the house while we leave for the weekend?” My mom asked me.
“Of course not, I am going to a party with Melody tonight anyways,” I said and I seen the terror in my moms eyes.
“Please Steph, don’t go back to having sex again. You are doing so good since Nick and I don’t want you to drop that low again,” She pleaded and I smiled.
“Mom, I won’t have sex or drink or do drugs like I use to. I haven’t touched a beer since I was sixteen and I haven’t popped pills since I was fifteen. I don’t want that life again!” my mom grabbed me and she hugged me. I don’t want to live that life anymore. Fuck no!
At the party…
All my friends are surrounding me, drinking and passing around ecstasy. I’ve been offered a beer and the drug, but I said no, of course. I ran to the kitchen and seen a guy, probably twenty-one years old, sitting at a table smoking a cigarette. I pulled my cigarette pack out of my pocket and sat down in front of him. “May I join you?” I asked him and he just nodded. I lit my mentholated cigarette and some one turned the music louder and Lady Gaga began to blare out of the speakers. “Never fails, don’t it?” the guy said.
“Excuse me?” I said after I blew some smoke out of my mouth.
“Someone has to bring Lady Gaga to the party.”
“Yeah, it never fails.” I never felt so awkward in my life. I started to mess with my blonde hair and I looked up at the guy, and I never seen a sexier man in my life, other than Nick. His brunette hair is messy and he has light brown eyes that will stare into your soul if he looks at you. “I’m Stephanie,” I said holding my hand out.
“Zeke,” he said grabbing my hand and shook it. “Who did you come with?” he asked me.
“My friend, Melody Thomas.”
“Ah, Mel, know her real well!” He winked at me and I knew what he meant. Melody was just like me, she was promiscuous and she slept with more men than I did. She didn’t quit though like me. She just quit the drugs and the heavy drinking. “I never seen you with her,” Zeke said and I inhaled some of my cigarette and put it out in the nearest ash tray. “I quit being a whore two years ago,” I said and he smiled.
“Oh come on, I bet you still wanna be a whore! I know you wanna fuck strangers again!” Zeke is beginning to be a real asshole so I got up and pushed my chair in. “You are nothing but an asshole, I am leaving!” I began to walk out of the kitchen and I felt his hand on my wrist. Zeke pulled me back into the kitchen and he pushed me against the counter top. Zeke’s pushed his lips to mine and kissed me roughly. I tried breaking free by pulling my face away, but it didn’t work. “Come on Stephanie, I know you wanna fuck me. You use to fuck strangers all the time!” Zeke said and he ripped my top and I felt the tears leave my light green eyes. I wanted Melody here so bad, but she is singing Bad Romance in the living room with the other drunks. Zeke grabbed my boob and began to fondle it and his other hand cupped my pussy and he played with my clit. I started to scream and all of the sudden, the adrenaline began to rush in my veins. My hands went to his chest and I pushed him off of me and he landed on the table. I looked at him and he is pissed off at me. “You are no fun, Stephanie. When I heard that you are coming to this party, I was hoping to fuck you…” He said but I slapped him.
“You thought wrong!” I said and I grabbed my cigarettes from behind him and began to walk up, but I turned around and kneed him in his balls. “That is for about raping me, asshole!” I spit on his supine body and ran outside and ran to my house. When I slammed the door behind me, I ran to the nearest bathroom and cleaned myself up. The only damage I seen was my mascara messing up and Zeke ruining my favorite top. I went to my bedroom and put on my pajamas and when I seen my cell phone, Melody text me several time wondering I am at. I text her back saying I will talk to her in the morning about tonight. I turned my lights out and as I got comfortable, my phone rang. “Fuck!” I yelled and turned my bedside lamp and I seen the unrecognizable number and answered it. “Hello?” I said.
“Hey baby, you missed me?” a familiar voice said and my heart raced.