With the graduation of middle school comes a whole new idea, dating.
No one knows what "going out" means and I have never gone anywhere with any of those boys and I still don't know what the fuck we were talking about. All I knew at the start of freshman year, was that I was kind of not ugly and had grown at least A cup sized boobs. Bombshell right?
Well apparently I had some sort of allure because, at a basketball game in late November, I met the boy of my dreams. Band geek, tan, curly fro, and abs. His name was Vinny and he was a stereotypical Mormon "bad boy". Sometimes he even texted while he drove his parent's car. At this time, I never thought that a boy like Vinny would ever like me. I mean, if middle school was any indication, then I was dead ugly. He didn't seem to think so and we began to "date".
This was the first texting/long-distance boyfriend I'd ever had. He even used plenty of smiley faces in our conversations. The only thing holding us back was my 100 per month texting plan and the fact that I couldn't drive yet.
Vinny was even the first guy to ask for a "dirty" picture... Oh, don't be alarmed. He asked for a picture of me in a "tight" shirt. Freshman me was mortified. What if my parents caught me in this tight shirt that happened to read "dork-a-saurus"??? They would be so disappointed.
This was actually the first semi-sexual act EVER. It was an adrenaline rush and I loved it.
This is the story of my virginity and how Vinny had another girlfriend the whole time.
-M
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