This is a work of fiction, although some experiences may have actually happened. This story involves a Christian high school senior unexpectedly losing her virginity, so if any of that disturbs you, then you should stop reading now. Any similarity to real names or real people is purely coincidental. Constructive comments are always welcome, but please read the whole story to the end before you comment.
My philosophy is that a story should be like a woman's skirt. It should be long enough to cover the subject, but short enough to keep it interesting. I try to do that in my stories. You may or may not agree with me as to where I should end a story, but know that I end each story where I think it should end.
Nobody in this story was under 18 when they had sex.
Abigail Peterson (or Abby to her friends) was what everybody thought of when they pictured a good girl. She never gave her parents any trouble, she got great grades in school, and she was liked by her classmates. At the same time, though, she was very shy. Abigail had never actually had a date before her senior year in high school. It helped that she had finally gotten her braces off, had laser surgery to get rid of her glasses, and had changed her hair style, which completely changed her look.
This was also the first year when her mother allowed her to shop for and choose her own wardrobe for back-to-school. Because of that, she was able to get some skirts that were shorter than she had worn in the past. Abigail had also learned from her best friend, Cindy, over the summer how to apply make-up, NOT in a slutty way, but to highlight her best features.
In fact, Abigail wanted to turn over a new leaf during her senior year. She wanted to have dates, and she definitely wanted to be asked to prom and other special dances. Yes, it scared her a bit. She was still shy around boys, but her best friend was encouraging her to put herself out there and try new things.
A little bit about her... Abigail was 5'6" tall, 115 pounds, and had a slim but shapely 34B-22-34 body. Of course, she would rather have had larger breasts than her B-cups, but she had a great bubble butt (even though her previously conservative clothes had never highlighted it).
Though she had changed her hair style during the summer, that just meant that instead of her hair extending to her butt, or her wearing it in braids or a ponytail as she had for most of her school career, she had her hair layered. However, it still came to the middle of her back, which was the perfect length for her. Abigail was what most would refer to as a strawberry-blonde, and her beautiful, shiny hair had nice natural waviness. This resulted in her hair not requiring much in the way of care. It just seemed to fall perfectly every time she brushed it out.
The changes had transformed her from a wallflower to a stunner, and the boys in her senior class noticed immediately. Even the most popular guys in the senior class noticed her, though many thought that she was a new girl in the school. They were shocked when they discovered who she was. The shock didn't last long, though, and Trent, the captain of the football team was soon chatting her up in home room.
Trent didn't want to miss an opportunity to snap her up because he was slow, and before the first period was over, Trent asked if he could drive her home after school. This brought a huge smile to her face. Since Abigail normally had to ride the bus to and from school every day, she jumped at the invitation. 'Thank you," she said. "That is very sweet of you."
"Great!" Trent replied. "Do you know what my truck looks like?"
"Yes," she responded. "It's a dark red short-bed Chevy."
"That's the one," he replied. "My dad bought it for me in the school colors when I made the varsity team and got my driver's license." Trent was counting his blessings. First, he had a vehicle to give her a ride in, and second, he and his ex-girlfriend, Margo, had broken up during the summer, so he was free to claim a new girlfriend. He was sure that Abby would make a great girlfriend, if he could put her in the right situations, and he had enough experience with girls that he was sure he could do that.
Abby had no idea that Trent wanted her to be his girlfriend. She thought he was just being kind by offering her a ride home. Still, she was attracted to him. He was a very handsome young man. As soon as Trent walked away to his next class, Cindy came running up to Abby. "I told you that the boys would like your new look. I didn't expect that the most popular boy in the school would be attracted to you, but he just broke up with Margo, so I guess it makes sense that he would be looking for a new girlfriend."
"Girlfriend?" Abby queried. "He just offered me a ride home. He didn't even ask me out."
"Hahaha," Cindy replied. "I will bet you that he will kiss you before the day is out."
"Do you think so?" Abby asked.
"I'm sure of it," Cindy said. Didn't you notice how he was looking at you when he was talking to you?. He looked like a dog that was just given a new toy."
Abby smiled to herself as she and Cindy walked to their next class. Could it be true? Could Trent actually want her as his girlfriend? She would just have to see how things played out. Cindy and Abby had mostly AP classes and honors classes, since they were both on the fast track to college. Of course, both of them were very smart, but that was where their similarities ended.
Whereas Abby had always been shy and withdrawn, Cindy was social and outgoing. Somehow, though, they both got along with each other. It was probably the fact that they were so different that brought them together. They complimented each other. Where one had a weakness, the other had a strength. For that reason, Abby trusted Cindy's intuition about boys, since she had absolutely no experience herself.
Abby was happy with the way the first day had gone. All of her classes were great, and if Trent really did want her as his girlfriend, that would be very exciting. As she walked out of the school towards Trent's truck, she was hoping that this wasn't just a prank. She had seen so many of those while in high school, but she had never seen Trent be mean to anybody. She was very happy when she saw Trent standing next to his truck waiting for her.
"How was your day, Beautiful?" Trent asked as she approached the truck. Of course, him calling her beautiful made her smile even more.