Love at First Slap

Okay, So the names Sky, I am 16, I am a virgin and I’ve never been kissed.  I go to Westmont High and out of the 600 students who attend my school, I have four friends. This is due to my extreme shyness and my love for books…I am also known as the school dork.

“Everybody take you seats!” Mr. Jefferson demanded as he called out to the class. I sat at the front, that way I could avoid the jeering and the name-calling, It also enabled me to take cover from all the ‘popular’ kids who want me to do their homework for them or who want to see me go as red as humanly possible when they embarrass the life out of me.

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“Hand your Paris forms with your parents signature up to the front of the classroom, please.” Mr. Jefferson commanded. I feebly handed mine up wishing the paper wound crumble up and disintegrate before my very eyes. This trip was going to be a nightmare. It was going to be Hell on Earth. Whatever I did to deserve this, I’m deeply sorry and I am at your mercy. I am going on a school trip to Paris with a class of sex-crazed immature teenagers. Did I mention that none of my best friends are going? That this French class happened to be the only class they aren’t in? If you ask me, I’d say this was one big conspiracy made up by ‘God’ to watch me squirm and die slowly and painfully under the pressure of society.

“Stop being dramatic! Its only two weeks and it’ll be fun! I heard that French boys are complete babes!” Squealed Zara. “Mhmm!” Murmured Jessica in agreement. “But you guys! What am I supposed to do for TWO whole weeks with the cheerleaders and jocks? Not to mention the schools bad boys like Baze Underwood! It’s going to be torture! What will I do?!” I stammered on. “Calm down!” Jasmine replied firmly. Jasmine is tall and tanned with dark brown hair that was permanently straight and flowed to just above her butt. She has sharp green eyes but above all she was drop dead gorgeous she is also the kind of girl you just know not to mess with. She has a black belt in karate and she was just generally intimidating! She is the most reasonable person you will ever meet. She never exaggerates or sugar coats things, she believes that it just leaves a mess and can lead to confusement. She never lies to her friends and she always tells the whole truth. She is also one of my four best and only friends.

“You are over thinking this! Maybe this could be good for you. It will give you a chance to become more independent and to be able to stand on your own two feet. You wont always have us there with you and its better to learn how to fend for yourself now than to be thrown in the deep end later! Plus you might even make some more friends!” Jasmine stated. “And you’ll be able to skype us from the hotel whenever you want!” Jessica added. Pushing her big black geek glasses up onto her nose. She had short blond hair and small feminine blue eyes. She was the fashionable one in our group. She always made the craziest outfits look good on her. She could even make crocs look cool. And that was virtually impossible. She swore that one day, She would live in a giant high rise apartment in New York and she would design clothes for the most famous and richest celebrities in America.

“Sorry I’m late!” Squealed Willow as she burst into my bedroom. Her curly red hair bounced on her shoulders. She had huge green eyes that gave her an innocent look, she was also very small and skinny. Her hair gave her a wild and carefree look, which matched her personality almost perfectly. She could be a complete scatterbrain sometimes but when it came down to it she was loyal and fierce. She also had the temper of a raging lion so good luck to anyone who gets on the wrong side of her.

“Its fine! I was just telling the girls about my impending doom and how I’m going to die slowly and painfully on this damned trip to Paris.” “Oh I heard about that! Isn’t it so exciting? Did you hear that Brittany Blake and Victoria Daniels are going? They are gorgeous! You are so lucky you get to go!” She squealed. I may have forgotten to mention that Willow is a lesbian, or at least she is for now, She goes through phases in life. So far in her 16 years of living she has been a Goth, hippy, straight, bisexual, skater girl, a slut and a lesbian. She is now back to the hippy lesbian she claims she is a free person and that she can’t choose a lifestyle until she has tried them all and she must keep her mind open.

“It is not exciting and I am not lucky! How are you all not seeing my point here? This trip is the worst trip ever in the history of school trips! How am I supposed to survive with the ‘popular’ kids?” I moaned. “It is not that bad! You need to calm down and relax! It will be great! You can learn French, flirt with French boys, eat croissants, got to loads of galleries and museums as well as show the ‘popular’ kids, as you say, that your not a complete dork! You should show them the real you! The funny, sweet and strangely reckless side!” Zara answered. Zara is gorgeous. She has long blonde flowing hair, bright blue eyes rimmed with makeup, a figure that girls would kill for and she is just naturally gorgeous. She looks like a cheerleader and she could be one of the pretty airheads who swarm around in groups giggling at nothing but in fact she is like super smart. She has an IQ of 167 and she has a photographic memory. Boys drool over her but they are intimidated by her intelligence and she holds very high standards.

“I am not that person! I am not you guys! I’m not confident or socialable or pretty or sporty or smart! I can’t flirt or even socialize! I am shy, quiet, ugly, and I hide in my books! I don’t have a special talent and I’m not interesting or special in any way! I get embarrassed really easily and I find it very difficult to talk to people especially boys! I am the school nerd and goody two twos! I spend all my time reading and studying! I have to work to get good grades unlike Zara who gets them automatically! I’m not creative or interesting like Jessica! I’m ugly and unnoticeable compared to Jasmine and I am boring and plain next to Willow! I am nothing and everyone knows it!”difficult to talk to people especially boys! I am the school nerd and goody two twos! I spend all my time reading and studying! I have to work to get good grades unlike Zara who gets them automatically! I’m not creative or interesting like Jessica! I’m ugly and unnoticeable compared to Jasmine and I am boring and plain next to Willow! I am nothing and everyone knows it!”

Everyone stared at me, surprised by my outburst. Willow ran over to me and hugged me and they all followed her. My cheeks were crimson with embarrassment and I wasn’t sure where my outburst had come from. I felt guilty for shouting at them. “Guys, I’m sorry I don’t know where that came from I know you are all just trying to help!” “Its okay!” Murmured Zara soothingly. “Sky, You are gorgeous! I would die for your silky black hair and your giant blue eyes! You are smart, loyal and dedicated! You are the best friend anyone could wish for! The people at school cant see that yet and you have to show them! I know its scary but you have to get over your shyness and accept yourself! Trust me, they will love you! How can they not? You’re pretty amazing!” She smiled and tucked a black lock of hair behind my ear. “Its true” They all agreed and smiled at me.