Just One Night

Just One Night ~2~

Hi Wattpad!

So, I know this story only has two fans at the moment but I'm HOPING some more people read it soon... Yes, it's cliche, but I really don't want to do the whole supernatural thing... So if you just happen to read this, PLEASE let me know what you think and spread word about it?:)

Also, there WILL be a sex scene, but I think I made it pretty mild but let me know if it's too much or if it was good:) You'll see why I had to go into it a little bit at the end...

UPDATE 5/12/2014: I deleted the scene (again). I felt it wasn't needed for this version, and everyone's right, it is too much for PG-13. SO it's out. I put stars where it used to be. Also, to everyone who hates the outfit I created for Tay, I have two words: My. Story. If you don't like it, fine, but quit telling me how much you hate it and that it ruins the story or some BS like that. Seriously. Thanks.

UPDATE 01/13/2019: After MUCH deliberation, ready for this? The sex scene is officially back! I don't honestly know if it's the original, but it's the one from the edited version so it's gonna be the same basics. Read the dirty stuff to y'alls hearts content. Enjoy again!  

CHAPTER TWO

It took one week for her to bring it up again, and by then I'd tried to forget the whole ongoing argument.

"And it was just..." Rania shook her head, smiling. "I'm telling you Tay, wait. You'll regret it if you don't. Every guy in this school somehow learns that you're not a.... you know... and immediately targets you. Even if you have a boyfriend."

She'd spent all of lunch telling me about hers and Matthew's "first" time together. They'd had sex before, but she was convinced she was in love with him this time, which apparently made a difference from the other times they'd done it. God only knows how that made sense.

I rolled my eyes. I didn't care about waiting. Why would I want to wait? Waiting just meant that I could make a big mistake if I got drunk at a party, and forever wonder who I lost it to. Or what if someone took advantage of me in a dark alley, and I lost it to some douchebag rapist? It would not only hurt more, but I'd always remember my first time as the time I got raped.

My virginity was definitely going to be gone, and I would choose when. I didn't care if I loved the person, because I had enough issues with commitment as it was; why would I want some deep emotional attachment to add to the issues?

"Tay! Lunch is over! Haven't you heard a word I said?" Rania asked.

I shook my head. "Girl, I'm sorry, but you know how I feel about it. I think we need to agree to disagree on this." I told her. Sure I'd told her this before, but she seemed to care about the argument being over as much as I cared about my virginity.

"Whatever. Thank God we have Choir now. Easy period and then home time!" she laughed.

I groaned. Lucky for her. I, however, was left with English. I really didn't mind English, but the teacher kind of screwed it up for me. There were days I was ok with the amount of work he gave us and others where I'd get so mad at her because he'd complain on and on about how much grading he had to do. If you didn't want grading, why give us the homework?

"Don't remind me. Let's just enjoy Choir for now, ok?" I suggested, throwing away a water bottle.

We spent the period working on our set list for the Spring Concert in April. We had six months to get there, and if we continued to improve as much as we already were, we'd sound amazing.

English was surprisingly interesting, as something had happened to our teachers' son, so he said we could just have a make-up day. Translation: do whatever you want, but this is the only chance you'll ever get to turn in any zeros for an actual grade.