So much studying but at least I am meeting all sorts of new and interesting people unlike home. It’s going well, mid week and all my professors seem to like my work and I’m managing to keep up with all my homework. My dad came to visit me on Wednesday because he was feeling bad about his less than enthusiastic reaction to me getting into university.
“Hi, I umm, yes. Am I in your seat?” I know my voice is softer more breathy than normal, I can feel my cheeks heat up in embarrassment. This super hot guy is standing so close to me. Looking around I couldn’t see my roommates, oh they went to the bathroom the alcohol must be messing with my head
A soft chuckle brings me back “Are you ok?”
“yes, it’s the first time I have ever drank”
The next few hours go by in a blur
OMG What am I doing, I did say he didn’t have to come up but he insisted on getting me to my room safely.
“We have kissed but it’s been my first kiss you can’t expect that we have only known each other a couple of hours!”
“NO, the first time is supposed to be with someone I love, someone who cares for me, it should be special with flowers and music. NOT on the first night I have had a drink and the first time I have kissed a guy!!!.