First Love
Copyright© 1999 by Gidget
Chapter 37
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 37 - The story of coming of age of three teenagers
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft First
Matt hardly ever saw Jen at school anymore, and he guessed she'd quit track. She'd done something to her hair, he noticed when he did see her, she'd braided it in all these little tiny braids. He thought it was cool, but he liked it better before. People talked about her hair and how cool it was, but soon it got to the point where the more Matt saw her the more he hated it that way.
During biology he asked Mike what was up with Jen, if he knew. He just shrugged, saying she had some new stoner boyfriend, Kasey, and that she had this major attitude now. That's all he said; he and Mike hadn't been friends much since he had slept with her. Matt wondered why, and he figured that Mike had his loyalties to Jen and her crowd, thinking he was one of them. If Dana and her friends didn't like him, then he couldn't like him either. It really pissed him off.
Jen must not ever go to class, he thought. Her name was written on the board in his math class with the people who needed to make up tests. She had three check marks next to her name. That meant she'd missed four tests! He wondered what she was doing. He wondered if she was still going to graduate. Not if she keeps this up, he thought. That oughtta wake her up.
His imagination began going, and he pictured Jen in a rehab center in a few years, her life in shambles. He wondered about that Kasey guy. He was willing to bet he gave her drugs all the time. He knew she probably had sex with him. She had started dressing differently too; Matt wondered if they were his clothes. She always wore these really baggy clothes, like corduroy pants and t-shirts over long-sleeved shirts. She thinks she's such a hippie, thought Matt disgustedly.
But he was genuinely worried about her, more as time wore on and she stayed like that. He wanted to call her and ask her what was going on, but when he did she was never home. He couldn't bring himself to leave a message.
One day during lunch time she was there, standing with her loser friends, Matt thought. His friends pointed her out to him, saying that she was really fucked up now and it was all his fault.
"Shut up," he said to their teasing. He hoped that wasn't the case.
"Go talk to her," said Erik. "I thought you were friends with her. You said you were."
"I am. I will!" he replied testily. What the hell, he thought, going up to her and standing next to her.
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