Rewritten

Chapter 5: Maria

An hour later Rachel came by, hugging me immediately in a tight hug and greeted my parents. We headed straight to my room since I had a small flat screen up there too.

"Did anything else happen right after?" I asked shutting the door behind me and sat on the bed.

"He didn't talk much, gave me a kiss goodnight and said he'll call me," she concluded. I raised my eyebrows as I took some chips in a bowl that I brought up.

"Did he use a condom?" I asked mouth full.

"Of course, he had two in his pocket. Safe sex all the way."

"Was it up to your standards? Did it hurt?"

"I mean it wasn't like the movies or tv with the romantic music and the boy declaring his love. The windows did steam up though. I didn't get all the way naked, bottomless only. He took his time, there was a pinching sensation but it wasn't so painful. The condom was lubricated. He's really good with hands. And then it was over."

I stared at Rachel's face: cheeks flushed she smiled but it changed to scrunched nose, furrowed eyebrows while picking at her nails.

Rachel's crush on Scott had grown into infatuation. Now that she went out with him and he took her virginity she's probably thought he would be boyfriend material, but someone doesn't change their ways so easily. She had nothing to worry about, she deserved so much better.

Me, Terri and Rachel have known each other since the eighth grade, Scott included, taking the same Science class until we reached junior year. Harboring her feelings Rachel wanted to tell him but he didn't notice her until now, which rang strange to me. Rachel was tall and beautiful, I envied her long straight hair. Guys would ask her out but she pined only for Scott. She got him, would it be reciprocal?

"You really think he will call?" She asked.

I sighed, giving her an assuring smile nodding. A comfortable silence reached between us, I picked up the remote flipping channels.

"I mean, he would probably call. It was my first time and he can't say that I was bad or anything, right? Is that saying something? Nah it can't be," she rambled staring at the tv as I flipped the channels. I stopped on 'West Side Story', placing the remote down. I shrugged, not knowing what else to say to offend her. Hearing the crunch from the chips when she ate, she sighed woefully.

"What are we having for dinner?" she asked changing the subject.

"You staying over again?" I asked.

"Of course, your mom is an awesome cook. My mom is making a vegan dish I have never heard of." Rachel's mom changed up her menu style every year. Last year she was on a protein diet, meals consisted of fish, chicken and carbs. She's a vegan now after watching a documentary about eating clean and planning a raw diet.

"You know you're always welcome for dinner, we do serve veggies on the side," I told her nudging her arm smiling. She smiled back elbowing the side of my stomach playfully and we continued watching the classic musical.

Scott:

Saturday afternoon Jake, Logan, Dom and I were at Smoothie King as we discussed random things. We've all been friends since elementary school, our parents work together in the same career fields and was part of the PTA committee in town.

"Did you hook up with Rachel on Friday?" Dom asked, his green eyes filled with wonder as he sipped his smoothie.

"Hell yeah." I told him enthusiastically.

We fist bumped, "my man," he praised patting my shoulder.

"You're gonna call her?" Logan chimed in, raising an eyebrow.

"No, she's talkative. Not the type I will see again."

"Did she talk during sex?" asked Dom.

"No that's when she was actually silent, but during the movies she gabbed on between the scenes. It was annoying, so many times I wanted her to shut up but I'm not that cruel."

"You mean you didn't want to miss the opportunity to get into her pants?" Jake spoke, shaking his dark black hair.

"Exactly." We all laughed. Sure we hookup and don't call back but they could move on. Me and Dom were the heartbreakers of the group, Jake and Logan had girlfriends though. Both were the sweet charmers, blue eyes and black hair, any girl fell for it. Dom and me were not relationship kind of guys, Jake and Logan respected our choices but kept telling us one day that special girl will change us. I was not buying it, not everyone meets their one and only in high school.

"Anyone else you got your eye on?" Dom asked. That was a good question; I felt like I have already been with almost every girl. They seemed the same. Maybe I had to look at the yearbooks again.

"What about that curly haired girl that was with Rachel, have you slept with her yet?" Jake suggested.

"Nah. She seems difficult," I concluded.

"Maybe she's frigid," Dom said jokingly. I chuckled. Dom's probably right, she could be a prude but those girls were the best.

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Monday morning I came to class surprisingly early. Curly's at her desk, getting out materials from her backpack. Sitting at mine, she glanced at my side for a second and looked forward to the classroom. I tapped her shoulder but she didn't turn around. "What's your name again?" I asked in a whisper while Mrs. J spoke.

"I never told you," she said not taking her eyes off the teacher.

"Come on, just tell me," I said grinning.

"I don't think so," she shook her head and continued to listen. I knew she would be hard to crack. I faced forward as well, thinking of a better way to know her name.

Impulsively, I threw a pencil at her cheek.

"What the Fuck?!" she screamed almost standing from her seat and rubbed the side of her face. She glanced at her fingers three times.

"Miss Pilgrim, language," Mrs. J said glaring at her.

"He tried to impale me," she said pointing at me and inspecting her hand again.

"I don't want to hear excuses, don't interrupt while I'm teaching Maria." Yes I got a full name, Maria Pilgrim. She was fuming, nose flared and fist balled as the class went on. I stifled a laugh, I didn't mean to aim for her cheek. I wanted a reaction, glancing to her side she was still pissed.

The bell rang, she was the first one to get out when class ended. Seeing her stomp out the hallway I caught up to her grabbing her arm.

"It was the only way to find out your name," I said smiling innocently.

"You're so immature!" She exclaimed pulling her arm away and walked off. I ran in front of her apologizing sincere as I could. She stared me down blankly crossing her arms.

"Let me make it up to you. I'll take you out this weekend," I said genuinely.

She squinted her brown eyes, curling her top lip. "No," she spoke turning her back to me she left me alone stunned in the hallway. Damn she's feisty, I liked that.