~When Xavier came over... And when he told me to drink... I thought I was gonna regret it so much.  I never drank before, never went to parties that involved drinking, and never had sex.  Yet when I was drunk, everything seemed so clear and right.  My heart and temptations won over my actual thinking, but... It was worth it. I didn't feel a bit nervous while seducing Xavier... Actually I was afraid he would push me away. But to my surprise he went along with my actions... That surprised me. The guy that I've liked since freshman year of high school, made love with me. I never imagined a guy like him being.... Gay. The way he pinned me down on the bed, grabbed my neck, moaned, twirled my hair, looked at me, pressed my back, licked every part of me.... Wow... It felt like a dream. He thinks he's so cool with his ramen noodle hair and cocky bully attitude... But he's so fucking sexy. We used to be friends back in highschool. But a cool guy like him, ended up being the popular jock while leaving me all alone at the back of the class with the "quiet kids". Not that the quiet kids weren't sweet... But Xavier just felt more nice to me. I enjoyed his attention. The confidence, and the way he laughs... That's when I realized... I liked him. Later on Xavier started making fun of me. I don't know why. The jocks always seemed to make fun of the quiet kids but never targeted me.  Xavier was the only jock to make fun of me. Bitch constantly made my life hell.  And yeah, I liked him... But the image I was seeing made me wonder if this was how Xavier truly was.  And if it was... I fucking hate this bitch.