♔Thursday, February 9, 2012 Although being on school property after-hours is forbidden, Brearley's indoor pool is open and lucking Ava and Kristina have the key to it. They're throwing a pool party bash, so slip into your swimsuits, shake your little hips, and raise your martini glasses high. It's a night of hot guys, water fights, and as much alcohol you can take.
Where'd you get the key?!" Ava smirks at me as we slip into the school's private, indoor pool.
"Our secret," I reply, with a wink as Ava slips her shirt off and jumps into the pool. People load up the champagne and alcohol they brought, and they blast the music, so it's vibrating gently throughout the pool area.
"Someone needs some toning," I could hear Nina's voice sneer as I strip off the cotton-y, soft kaftan that was covering my sexy, strappy swimsuit. I look down at my body, past my tan, elongated legs, to the Louboutin wedges that are placed on my feet perfectly. I throw them to the side, throwing the kaftan over them and covering them. I ignore her though. She could actually afford to use some meat on her bones.
I feel arms wrap around me, and I know who it is. "Someone looks good," Josh's voice tells me as he hugs me from behind, his arms tight around my tiny body.
"Why thank you," I smile softly as he kisses my neck gently, his lips attaching onto my skin, causing adrenaline and excitement to rush through my veins excitedly.
I could feel his hot breath on the back of my neck as I feel him come a bit closer. The pool's blue lights illuminate me, leaving me glowing.
People are in the pools, swimming around sillily, their martini glasses filled with whatever alcohol they could get, raised high above their heads. There's some music moving lightly, a upbeat, pop song to get everyone in the party mood.
"Why don't we get out of here?" He asks me, and I think I know what he means. I nod my head.
He takes my hand, leading me out of the pool area, towards the locker room. It's hot in stuffy in the school after hours, I notice. It's amazing being here so late though, there's the thrill of maybe getting busted, but also the absolutely satisfying knowledge that we probably won't, I mean, we're sly and smart, there's no way we could get caught, right?
Once we're in the locker room, he pushes me lightly against one of the grey, steel-y lockers. His lips attach onto mine, his lips feeling soft and sweet as always. The gently kiss though, turns passionate and hard quickly, though. I kiss him back with the same amount of passion.
I feel his arms wrap around me, and his hand lingers near my as*, finally cupping it in his hands. My arms find their place, wrapped around his neck as I run my fingers lightly through his hair.
His lips unattach from mine, only to find their way to my cheek, then my jawline, trailing all the way down to my neck. His lips suck on my neck, probably leaving some marks, and he bites down on my neck, nibbling lightly.
Finally, he comes up for some air, stopping kissing my neck, and he just looks at me. Breathing heavily. I notice I'm breathing heavily too, the amazingness of this make out session has got my heart racing.
"I want to do this," He says, his hands right on my as*.
I raise my eyebrows as I notice he's also toying with one of the straps on my multi-strapped, bandage bikini. "This?" I ask dumbly. "You mean… it?" I ask him.
Strangely enough, I catch him blushing, and then I realize it… he's never done it before. He nods, stilly.
I think about it. Do I really want to do it now? Is this really the best way for poor Josh to lose it?
I shake my head, "Not yet… not here," I answer him.
He pouts, "Why, babe? It's perfect, we're both in the mood, we look hot, why not?" He asks me and I feel bad for not wanting to do it, but it just doesn't feel right, not just yet.
"It's just not a good place, okay?" I say. "I don't want your first time to be here, in a hot and stuffy locker room…" I say, trailing off.
"How'd you know it'd be my first time?" He asks, looking at me but saying this in a hushed whisper.
"You blushed when you mentioned it… and… I just know," I shrug simply.
He nods, "Okay," He says, finally. "I'll wait," He smiles at me.
"Good," I answer leaning in and giving him a quick, but sweet and sultry peck on the lips. "Let's get back to the pool," I say as I pull out.
He nods, and I take his hand, walking out of the locker room, back to the pool area. He smiles at me, giving me a kiss on the cheek, "I'm gonna get a drink," He excuses himself, going through the crowd and towards the cooler and drink stand.
I shake my hair out, running a hand through it before I take a dive into the cool, blue, water. The water surrounds me as I pop up for air, slicking my hair back. I see Ava, raising a martini glass along with two other girls. As I get closer, I realize it's Mischa and Storm.
I haven't seen Storm in forever. You see, Storm and I met in England the one time, while I was on a trip there. We bonded immediately, and became close friends. But over time, we lost touch, and had no contact. Things went back to normal, I went back to Manhattan and spent my time with Ava and whatever boy could warm my night, but Storm stayed in England, doing God knows what.
"Hey," I great them as I swim up to them, then realizing they're in the shallow end and I can stand. I stand tall, standing up and smiling at all of them.
"Hey!" Storm greets me, pulling me in for a hug.
"You two, know each other?" Ava asks, taking a sip from her martini.
I nod, "We meant when I went to England for that trip that one summer, remember?" I say. Storm nods along and I wave at Mischa and she friendly waves back.
I pull out of the hug, looking at Ava, signaling emergency, "A, can we talk alone?" I ask her. "It's important," I add in.
She nods, "Sure," She says and she leaves her martini glass on the edge of the pool, climbing out. I follow her out of the crystal blue waters, and to the sidelines.
"What's up, K?" She asks me, a look of concern on her face. "Wait… did you just…?" She raises and eyebrow.
I shake my head, "No!" I say quickly, maybe too quickly.
"Kristina, you have that look of guilt on your face… spill." She says, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Well, Josh and I were in the locker room, making out, his hand on my as*, the usual," I begin. "But… things got more and more.. heated and he said he wanted to do it, but I realizes that he's a v*rgin, and I didn't want his first time to be with me in a freakin' locker room, after school hours," I say finishing. I sigh though, "But he says he'll wait and that he's okay, but I feel really bad.." i bite my lip.
Ava holds up her hands, "Wait… so, you're dating a v*rgin, for the first time in your life?" She asks.
I nod, "Yes, but he wants to, but I just… I don't want to waste his first time, you know?" I say to her.
Ava nods, thinking. Ava always has the solutions to things, and in a time like this, the first bump in my first real relationship, I could use her more than ever.
"I think you're right, personally," She admits. "I mean, you shouldn't feel pressured into doing it with him, you know?" She says to me and I nod. "You should do it when you /both/ want to." She advises me.
I nod, "Wise advice coming from a v*rgin," I snicker, and she gently hits me. "But thanks, A," I smile at her.
"Anytime, K," She smiles back at me. "Now, come on, we've got the entire night and pool to ourselves, and as many drinks as we can stomach!" She says and I smile, "I'm gonna go get a drink," I tell her.
I go over to the cooler, popping open a bottle of Grey Goose vodka, and taking a swig of the strong liquor. I notice that Josh is standing right there, leaning against the wall, beer in hand watching people. I walk up to him, standing right next to him, leaning against the wall also, "Hey," I say to him.
He smiles instantly, "Hey," He says to me, wrapping his open arm around me.
"You're not… mad at me, right?" I ask him, biting my plump lips and looking up at him.
He shakes his head, "I could never be mad at you… why would you ask that?"
I shrug, "I just thought you were mad cause I didn't want to do it…" I admit softly.
"I'd never be mad over something like that," He looks at me and I look down. He picks my head up, looking me dead in the eye. "We'll do it when we're both ready and want to, got it?" He says softly.
I nod, "Got it," I say as he pulls in for a kiss, a soft, sweet and surprisingly, the best kiss yet.
I pull out, "Come on," I say to him, "Let's swim," I say as I take the Grey Goose bottle, holding it carefully as I slip into the pool and take a long sip.
The water is cool and nice on my tanned, bare skin and I love the feeling of Josh's arms around my perfectly toned and skinny body. I take another sip, smiling as I pull Josh in for a vodka tasting kiss.
He kisses me quick, it's fast, it's amazing, but it lasts forever in my mind, my brain replays it over and over again, and I wish I could stay in this moment, forever. But forever is constantly changing, and although this seems like one of the best moments ever, in my life, I'd always have more.
So, all I can do now, is sit in the moment, here, with Josh, and enjoy it.