Homecoming itself was an interesting night. Being fifteen and not being allowed to date, technically, made our relationship a living hell for me at times. My parents insisted that they drive Brayden and I to and from the dance, even though at that time Brayden had had his license for more than six months and could legally drive me. This was so embarrassing to me as all my other friends were being driven by their dates. The week leading up to the dance, my parents had sucked so much fun out of the event that I really wouldn't have went, If Brayden hadn't asked. But he had, and so we went. The girls and I got dressed at Isa's house and did our makeup. Our dates arrived around six and parents took photos. We ate dinner at the house and Isa's twin, Jayce, played a twerking music video for entrainment. Her boyfriend at the time and her weren't on the best of terms and so she was going crazy. To Brayden's credit, he glanced at the tv only a couple times.

I wore a pair of four inch heels to the dance and I suffered immensely. I looked super good, the pain. The pain was unbearable and an hour or so into the night I joined the large group of girls going barefoot. I danced with Brayden and my friends and tried hard to have fun. If I'm being honest, however, It just wasn't that much fun. There was nothing to do but dance, and that got boring fast. Within two hours of arriving, we all decided to head back to the twin's house. There, we all changed into cozy clothe and got settled on Isa's bed. Brayden and I cuddled and shared a light beer between light kisses. Jayce and Hans argued over him not complementing her once that night and Isa and Alex did things I won't talk about.

Around twelve, Brayden had to leave. He was spending the night at a friends hours and his mom wanted to make sure he got there before she went to sleep. I walked him to his car and we made out for a long while. He explored my body and I shyly touched him for a minute. Always in my head, between kisses I asked him if he just wanted me for my body. He said no and reminded me of how he'd opened up to me earlier that week and how'd connected emotionally. Once I remembered that, it was easy to go back to kissing and messing around. I didn't want my friends being too suspicious, and so twenty minutes or so later, I gave him a lingering kiss goodnight and left the car. And not that it's any of your concern, but yes, I did still have my v-card in hand.

DF: Feb.15.20
WC: 474