"Em I hope you're getting ready." Sia, my best friend, yelled from the living room.
I stare in the mirror one more time, examining the pink eye shadow, the glitter and the hot pink lipstick how perfectly it makes me look. Although it took close to an hour I wanted it to be perfect. Word on the street is that town celebrity Jaime Taylor who won State Championship for our softball team, got a full-ride scholarship to Michigan State. After only a year she went to the NPF, National Pro Fastpitch with The Dallas Charge as the Pitcher. It's been ten years since I've seen her and she still gives me butterflies.
"You're gonna be fine." Sia said startling me, I almost jumped out my skin. "Sorry." Sia bit her lip the hid the laughter but failed miserly. "It's okay Em, when she looks at you she's gonna wish she never left you." I looked at Sia through
I hope...
We pulled up to the Holiday Inn where the reunion was being held as you pull up you see bright lights from the cameras from the "paparazzi" our class president Jasmine paid to make it look like a 'a night in Hollywood'. As the people filled the ballroom my old favorites start playing and I couldn't help but hit the dancefloor. I was never a shy person, I was the life of the party and was never afraid to show off my body. "Say my name" by Destiny's Child played I let my body flow with the music as my arm danced in the arm I just let the music take over my body.
Suddenly I felt a jolt of energy when she touched me, I shiver and tried to compose myself. I could never control my urges when I'm around her, I didn't bother to look behind me to know that she was smirking.
"I see your body still remembers me." She kissed behind my ear and I just almost lost it. But I had to control myself because I was still mad at her for the way she left me.
I turned around in her arms and pushed her away and looked at her, she still looked stunning. Her Carmel skin was glowing in the night, trying to seem cool she shaved one side of her hair off with lightning bolts designs and a sexy snake bite lip ring on the left side of her mouth. Her hazel eyes piercing my skin instantly turned my body hot, but I can't just let her in after 10 years of no communication. She's not getting off that easily.
"What do you want?" I asked folding my arms, she chuckles.
"I can't get reconnected with my high school sweetheart?" she smirked touching my arms, trying to pull me close but I don't budge.
"Not when you leave her high and dry as if you didn't care about her." I said with so much anger, on the inside, I was more hurt than anything. Before Jaime could say another word I walked away not caring about the bullshit excuse she has been reciting for ten years. Of course, all my friends saw the conversation and wanted due to my behavior, but words can't explain how hurt I am. My love was mistreated and my heart torn into tiny pieces, and none has been able to piece them back together.
*****
"You can't keep sulking all night girl." Abby said giving me my third drink. They don't understand how I'm feeling. When you plan your future with the only love of your life down the colleges, where you'll live after graduation, and when you get married and start having kids only to have those dreams ripped apart. We had plans to go UCLA and she was supposed to help me unpack my things, but she never showed up. No call, No Message, not even a letter explaining that she got a full ride to another school. If she had just let me know I could understand, but the love of my life just left me and never looked back. All night Jaime has been looking at me, expecting a lustful expression but in return she was sulking like me, scared to come in my presents because of my reaction.
"Abby, let her be. You do realize that they were together all four years of high school. She's just hurt okay..." Sia said standing up for me, I would say something but my voice will let me down.
"That was ten years ago, she needs to get over it. Jaime clearly has." Abby said.
Although what Abby said stung like a bee sting, she was completely and utterly correct. I need to get over the fact that my first love never loved me, and possibly never will. But I think she needs to know what she has missed out on. Don't you?
The next time our eyes locked I bit my lip which shocked her, Jaime did a double take to her left and right to make sure I was I indeed looking at her. I then nodded seductively which made her smirk. Once I knew I had her right where I wanted her, I got out of my seat and headed to the one bathroom where we used to rendezvous before softball practice. Hearing her footsteps behind me made me excited and nervous, it has been ten years since I've felt her touch. Granted this time I have a motive behind it, I wonder if she still knew what made me tick.
I touched the knob of the door, getting ready to turn, when she laced her hand over mines and kissed my neck softly causing me to shiver. Yeah, she still remembers. She wrapped her other arm around my waist pulling me closer to her as she gently bites my ear, groaning when she tugs.
I gasp.
"You have no idea how much I've missed you." She moans as her hand moved from my hip to the front of my shorts. I thank god I wasn't wearing a shirt or a dress.
"Yet you never called me." I snarled, chill out Emileigh my inner self keeps telling me but I needed to be said. I felt Jaime take a deep breath and I felt her breath on the back on my neck which made me shudder. She then turns me around so that we're face to face, expecting lust in her eyes what I saw made me regret my plan.
