While our History teacher was discussing, I didn't listen to him. My brain wasn't in class, it was busy traveling to the past, to the events earlier at Brent's house. Every time I think of Brent's audacity on my lips, I can't explain my feelings.

I would be a huge hypocrite if I continued to deny that I was thrilled by what happened to us. Apart from the excitement, I also felt fear and apprehension that Brent might spread to his friends and our classmates what happened to us earlier. I will be embarrassed. What are people going to say? That I'm an easy girl? I was just imagining the...