Take My Breath Away – Second Chance Babies

Girls had been coming around since I hit middle school. They were all flirty, and they smelled good. They liked to kiss me, and I liked doing that to them. Heather James was the first girl I had sex with in freshman year when we were dating for all a month. It was clumsy as most first times were, but I discovered that girls were willing to have sex with me easily after that.

So, I did. My friendship with Rosie had cooled down since our families were always fighting about business now. I saw her a few times away from our houses but that stopped in time. I had school and the parties and girls that kept me busy though I tried to focus on school.

I was aware that Rosie had been dating. I still kept an eye on her and saw her with a kid named Troy Williams for a few months. They were always holding hands in the hallway and went to some dances and parties together. I heard that they had sex through a group of girls at a party one night and wanted to kick his ass. I was still protective of Rosie even if we weren’t close.

They broke up shortly after that rumor. She seemed to shy away from guys after that and kept to herself while I added girls to my list. It made me feel wanted though I wasn’t stupid enough to think that it meant anything. It was just a moment that I was close to another person. When the first girl tried to take it further and tell me that she thought she loved me, I took a break.

Somehow, I gained a reputation, and the stories surpassed the truth. That was just the way it was, and I let it go. I didn’t think about it too much but when I went to college, it seemed to precede me. That didn’t bother me until I ran into Rosie and we reconnected away from the pressure of our families. I had no clue that we’d end up sleeping together then.

Once I kissed her and things intensified between us. I regretted my past. Rosie was different from the others even if I wasn’t ready to commit to her. We never talked about my love life and she seemed to avoid the subject. I slept with her sometimes when we were drunk and alone, or just alone. It was great sex, but we didn’t ever say it was more. I still had the other girls that I met at parties or out with friends. For the first year, I mixed it all together well.

I walked into the next class and took my seat as the girls that sat around me greeted me. I’d slept with two of them and they both giggled during certain lectures in the class. It was irritating, and I made sure it never happened again. I took that test and felt great about it when I left with enough time to grab some lunch.

Every day was the same throughout the week. I took a lot of tests but also had normal class days. I ate when I could and slept hard at night as the feeling of missing Rosie faded away. I had dinner to look forward to and showered after school.

I dressed in my best slacks and a Henley that brought out my eyes. I wore boots with it and headed out of the dorm to meet Rosie outside. It felt like a date, but I told myself that it wasn’t.

CHAPTER ELEVEN: Rosalind

I showered after my class and dried my hair in loose curls. I didn’t know why I cared about what I wore being that Sterling had seen me naked several times already. We were past that and we weren’t even dating. I selected a pair of heavy velvet leggings and pulled a black cami to match. I added a cropped sweater in a vibrant pink and black boots as I looked in the full-length mirror that Violet propped against the wall.

I looked good, and I smiled, which reminded me to add some gloss to go with the sweater. I added some mascara to my eyes and a setting powder to my face before glossing my lips. I told Sterling that I’d meet him in front of his dorm and he would drive from there. I grabbed a coat and slipped it on before I slipped my purse over my body. Violet was already gone for the night, out to dinner with Brian before the party.

They were getting serious.

I left the room and locked it before making my way to the stairs. I walked down them, seeing students go through the room as I smiled to myself. I recognized one as a girl that Sterling was talking to and my mouth dropped into a frown. I didn’t know how many he’d had sex with but there had to be a lot.