It was a Thursday in late August, and the moving truck had arrived at our new home. I could not believe it; Junior year and I had to switch schools. I stood there in my summer cotton dress with my arms crossed watching the movers struggle to lift our antique chesterfield and mom holding her breath trying not to have a panic attack.
"Careful with that, gentlemen. It is very expensive."
I let out a groan as I walk over to my frightened mother.
"Mom. This is so unfair. I had to leave the cheer squad and all of my friends to come here? Are there even any teenagers my age? All I see are, well, old people."
"Brit, you never had a problem fitting in. You are intelligent, beautiful and charismatic. You have a way of always getting what you want, it runs in the family. You have nothing to worry about...Careful, boys!!"
She paused and jumped back into harassing the movers.
She was right. I always had a way of getting what I wanted. All I ever had to do was smile sweetly, look up with my big, green eyes and flip my long, shiny brown hair. I would be lying if I said that half of the reason I got co-captain of the cheer squad wasn't because I looked the part of a cheerleader. I definitely had the skills, but I also have that perfectly toned and tight body. For being a small girl at only five foot three, I had these large perky breasts that often got guys' attention, especially when I jumped up and down.
Even though I like the attention I get from guys, very few know that I have never gone all the way with a guy. I have come close with a few, but for some reason everyone at my old school thought I was a huge slut. Later I came to find out that I really am... and that's when I met Zach.
Zach is the new neighbor. He goes to a nearby college, but is living at home for the summer. The first time we met was that day. He came out of his house offering my mom and dad help with the moving. That is when my mom took it upon herself to introduce us. I saw them talking for a minute, then I saw her point at me. My face turned beet red; I could only imagine what my mom was telling him.
I mean he was really cute. He is about six foot one, and has these big brown eyes and light brown hair. You could tell that he works out frequently, and he has slightly scruffy yet clean shaven beard. From his looks alone you can tell he is a typical college boy. He began to walk over to me as I stood there frozen. For once I actually felt scared talking to a boy. My sudden charm and flirty nature was nonexistent.
"Hey, I'm Zach. You must be the new girl in the neighborhood..."
"I, uh, ya I am," I giggled nervously.
"Sweet. I know the town seems kinda lame at first, but there really are some cool people around here." He pauses, takes a look at me and smiles. "Actually, why don't you come to a party my friend is having tomorrow night. I can give you a ride there if you'd like."
"Uh. Sure, sounds fun. I'll have to check with my parents."
"Great, you do that. Then if you can go, wanna get picked up about around ten?"
"Sure, sounds great."
He smiles at me again.
"Great, here's my number. Let me know."
He gives me his number and is on his way. Ask my parents? Could I be any more lame? Oh well, all that matters is that I finally will be making new friends. Maybe this move won't be so bad...
Friday night comes along and I'm in my room getting ready for the big night. After changing about a million times I stare at myself through my body-length mirror. The sheer crop top I was wearing was just small enough to show both my tiny mid-drift as well as some cleavage. The short skirt I was wearing barely covered my tiny ass. After a squirt of perfume and a quick touch up I was finally ready; I looked hot. There was no way he would think I was just a lame senior high school girl tonight.
Ten pm rolled around and he was here to pick me up. Surprisingly, my mom let me go out tonight as long as I was back before 1am. I slipped on my favorite pair of high heels and headed out the door.
"Get in," he said from out of the window.
He looked so amazing, I almost lost it. I slowly got in his car. I couldn't help but notice he had his eyes on me every second of it, including my skirt which opened up revealing my little pink thong by accident. My face turned red, but he smiled at me and told me I looked amazing tonight.
When we arrived he introduced me to a few people, including two of his friends Aaron and Greg.