Bye, Bye Virginity

Chapter - 11

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Soo Like I promised, its sunday so Part 11 of Bye, Bye Virginity! Yay.

This Chapter is more about Stasee and Trent, I've noticed I hadn't really put trent in the book very much so thats what this chapter is about, and because there isn't really any romance in this chapter.. and Well I LOVEE Romance I also decided I'm going to put up Part 12 of BBV a little earlier this week. Hehe This tuesday Part 11 well be up, just because I feel like giving you guys a bonus chapter this week. Hehe.

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Chapter 11

We need to talk? I asked myself as I stared down at my older brother sitting on our front door steps. What in the world would Trent need to talk to me about? And why did he look so disappointed? The look that masked Trent's face was the spitting image of my father's facial expression whenever I did something bad or wrong.

"Okkkayyy?" I said in a questioning tone as I sat down on the step beside my brother. "What's this all about?"

He answered me with only one word, "Damen."

I had to mentally kick myself as I stared down at the sidewalk in shock. How did I not see this coming - Trent was my brother, Damen was one of his best friends, I should have known he would eventually find out. In a way I did although I never expected him to find out so soon. Even so I attempted to pretend I didn't know what he was talking about.

"What about Damen?" I questioned, even though I regretted asking it the second it left my lips due to the anger that appeared on my brother's face.

"Don't play stupid with me Stasee Anne Rainie!" Trent spoke low with anger in a HEROIC effort to declare the seriousness of the situation.

"Okay Trent, just let me explain-" I decided to tell my brother the truth, there was no point in hiding it any longer.

"Let you explain? What is there to explain, I think I've got a pretty good idea already." He barked back.

"Yah, but I really do like Damen and it's not his fault-"

"Oh. I know it's not his fault Stasee," He cut me off. His voice as sharp as ever, "Look, I know he's probably a good looking guy to you and sure he's popular."

This time it was my turn to cut him off. "It's not just that. He's also nice," I confessed before adding, "sometimes."

"Nice?" He demanded, "Damen Hurtz!?" A loud, sarcastic chuckle vibrated through his throat. "Even if Damen was nice, which for one I've never seen him be nice to anyone, how would you know?"

"Because, I've seen him be nice to me!"

How would I know? Wasn't this what Trent wanted to talk to me about? Me and Damen hanging out, becoming sexually involved. Yet, he's standing there questioning me on how I would know whether or not Damen is nice. I stared at my brother as confusion passed through me.

I know because I've hung out with him at least three times now! I wanted to yell, but didn't.

"He's been nice to you?" My brother questioned me, staring at me like I was crazy. "Stasee, you need to stop these delusions! I don't know what has gotten into you these past couple days but honestly it has got to stop." Trent spoke sternly while getting up off the stairs and staring down at me. "Damen is not a nice guy, he is not your boyfriend, he will never be your boyfriend, and mostly You-Have-Got-To-Stop-Stalking-him!" He yelled the last part out one word at a time so loudly I'm sure all our surrounding neighbours heard him.