When I was in highschool, I went through a bit of a slutty phase. After my first bf and I broke up, I hooked up with several different people at a party, fooled around with some friends. All bets were off really.
Today I want to tell you about Charlie. Charlie was older and therefore my friend who always hung bout with older boys, thought he was cool. He was picking her up from my house and invited me to whatever party they were going to. It must have been summer because I was wearing these impossibly tight shorts I wore most of the summer of 2010. I paired it with a yellow lace push up bra and a printed tank. The lace showed at the top and my hair was out. I have naturally very curly hair that at the time I hated and tried to tame with copious amounts of mousse.
I rode shotgun at Charlie’s request. Charlie was cute in a dopey kind of way, longish wavy dark hair, blue eyes, kind smile. Cara, my friend, was instantly on guard as the attention was not on her. This made me feel sexy and I started getting flirty. While we drove around to take Cara to whatever dude had summoned her, Charlie and I bonded over The Sims. I don’t remember much else about that night other than flirting, exchanging phone numbers, getting dropped back home.