My weekend was extremely unexpected, and something that I will likely never forget. Major things happened that will stick with me forever.
Friday was some-what normal. Not something I'll remember for the rest of my life, we'll get to the juicy stuff later. Ciara and I got ready and Chris picked us up and took us to the Wendy's in Southlake where everybody was. Everybody- Justin, Brad, Hunter, Jesse, Zach, Carrissa, and some Bailey girl. A whole bunch of Southlake kids showed up because Brad and this guy were supposed to fight. We drove to about a hundred and one different places and the whole thing ended up not going through because Brad backed out. All of that was basically for nothing, but it was fun hanging out with a bunch of people.
Ciara came over after, we slept in the media room because we got a new big screen TV. On Saturday we woke up and made Chinese food and a cake. I cooked! And it was yummy too!
I later get a call from my dad saying that I need to pack my things because we would be staying in a hotel that night. I was in utter shock, yet confused because I had no earthly clue what was going on and he wouldn't tell me anything. He picked us up and told us that Sandy wanted the house to herself for the weekend so she could pack her things. My dad respected her, and we ended up staying at the Hilton right outside of Dallas that night. It so weird to be in a hotel when you're so close to home. It just wasn't right. After we got settled in to our hotel, we went to the North Park Mall in Dallas, and I just about died. Every store in my rich and oh-so-fabulous dreams was in that Mall. Burberry, Juicy Couture, Ralph Lauren, Niemen Marcus, and so on.... It was so hard to not go into those stores because I knew I'd want anything and everything in them. The only thing I bought that day was Chris a charcoal sweater from Jcrew. I still want to buy him something else yet, I just haven't decided what.
Sunday was alright. We went to the Parks Mall and I got my cross-country banquet dress. I love it. It's really classic and Hepburn looking. After the mall we went to Main Event and my brothers played laser tag, and then they bowled. I wasn't up for it though. It just wasn't my weekend. Then we went to Barnes and Nobles and I got two books, Twilight, and Go Ask Alice. I'm hoping they are great novels.
As always, Sunday night ended with Chris. When he first came over I was still really upset from my weekend and just got a message on Myspace from Steph, and things aren't looking too good with her. She was a good friend though. It's hard to give those up. I ended up crying. I felt bad to put that burden on Chris, but I couldn't hold back my tears.
Well this is where it gets juicy. We were doing our thing and everything was perfect. It went from watching television with a French Vanilla candle lit, to turning off the TV, blowing out the candle, getting under the covers, and getting undressed. Ah, the romance. Then out of no where my mother knocks on the door, and I yell, "Hold on! Hold on!" He hurries and puts on his sweater and I put on my t-shirt and pants. There was no use in putting on his pants too since he was already half way under the covers. I answer the door and she asks Chris and I if we knew somebody we could give this 'color changing candle' to, which she's holding in her hand. I seriously thought that was a joke of some sort. There I was, standing there, bra-less trying to shoo my mother out, while laughing from disbelief. She has never once came to my room, and the one time she does, Chris and I are actually doing something. Things weren't that weird after that happened, so we continued on with our doing. He did his thing to me and then I returned the favor, and then I had this urge in the back of my mind to have sex. It felt as if it was the only way to let go of everything that had happened to me in the past two days. So it happened and it hurt at first when he stuck it in, but when he fully got it in I realized why people get so hyped up about sex. It's great. And I feel extremely weird that I've had it. I planned on waiting til I was 16 and me and him were together for a while, but I honestly couldn't help it. It happened without a condom.
I said, "Do you have protection?"
"No, this honestly never crossed my mind. I never thought this would happen."
Once he pulled out.
He said, "I think we should wait until we have a condom."
"Yeah I think so too."
"I can tell you one thing though...."
"What's that?"
"You're definitely not a virgin anymore."
Then we went on for a little more until he had to pull out because there was no way in hell he was going to bust inside of me. I am so not ready to be a mom.
And that's where it sunk in. I no longer have my v-card. I can no longer say I haven't had sex before. I do think I rushed into it and I was worried that because we've only been together for a little over a month, that our relationship would be like those that are ruined or based on sex. I don't want that. It did make me a little happier to hear that with his ex-girlfriends, they had had sex about two weeks into the relationship. They still lasted a long time. I'm hoping we can do the same.
My mom also hasn't said anything to me about us taking so long to answer the door. I love the fact that she's so naive.
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