Chapter 1
Care to join me?
He calls out from the bed.
The answer is no, thank you,
But the words don’t form.
All I can see are those girls in the locker room,
Whispering and whispering.
About what, everyone knows,
Because soon the whispering turns to shouting.
This is high school,
And advertisement is as important as the act itself.
I try again:
No, thank you.
Nothing.
Just the visions.
Now the girls are laughing.
At what?
They’re pointing… me?
Why me?
They’re mouthing something,
A word that I know well.
Virgin.
Yes, a word that I know well.
But why are you laughing?
I want to ask.
I want it to be special,
I cry out.
But they don’t hear me,
Because the laughter continues.
Enough!
I scream as I tear out my hair.
I turn to look at him,
sprawled out on the hotel bed.
He’s not bad-looking,
Would it really be so bad?
Sure, he’s as dumb as they come,
But that doesn’t matter right now.
If everybody’s done it,
It should be fine.
Care to join me?
He calls out again
This time,
My answer comes out loud and clear
