Chapter 1
-Jasmine
As a teenager, I always wondered what it would be like to lose my virginity. I couldn’t wait till I would get older to have my first boyfriend, and get laid. I always would have fantasies about different kinds of sex I wanted to try. I would consider myself attractive, but I wasn’t one of those popular white prissy girls.
At my high school, you had the white girls who where either cheerleaders, or in some sort of sport, the Hispanic girls who tried to act white, and then the black girls who were popular for pretty much being ghetto. I was just a black girl, who had her friend group and never really put herself out there. My friends would always say that I was lying when I’d say I didn’t have a crush. But I didn’t.
The boys at my school that were somewhat attractive would either have a girlfriend or just be an absolute dick. And not to mention, the other boys were white. So bland, ewwww. No I’m just kidding, but honestly I’ve never seen myself dating a white boy. I was born and raised in Brooklyn, New York. I’m a city girl. Periodtttt! I moved to PA in seventh grade, and now I’m a junior in hs. I’m ready for a relationship! I want to know someone is there who’s my age that I can connect with on a new level.
In eighth grade, I saw him. Oooooo, he was so fine. His name was Anthony. He was either mixed or Hispanic. He was more of a darker toned guy, not like those light skinned Hispanic boys, you know? I never met him or introduced myself, my friends just told me his name and stuff. Soon I didn’t really have a crush anymore, but I just thought he was cute.
I want to experience my firsts! My first kiss, my first everything. Sure high school relationships are overhyped, but still pretty cute. Little did I know what would be coming.
