“Are you going to go see your tattoo sometime this week?” Maddie asks me the next day as she pours herself some milk into the cereal bowl. I take a bite of my toast as I ponder over my dream last night. It felt so real, it was unbelievable, it was  sezual. “Are you?” Maddie asks me. I look over at her and give her a questioning look. Maddie sighs and rolls her eyes. “I asked if you were going to go see your tattoo sometime this week.” She tells me.

  “Oh sorry, yeah I might go when Luke emails me the pictures, but I’ll probably only go if it’s something I need to change up close.” I tell her making her roll her eyes. “Is there a problem with that?” I ask her.

“No not at all,” she answers sarcastically.

“What’s with the sarcasm then?” I question.

“Ugh! (y/n) you should obviously go! No matter what! Just to see Calum!” Maddie says setting her bowl of cereal down.

  “Why would I want to see Calum?” I ask her with a confused look set on my face. Was she onto me?  Did she know about my dream involving Calum? Just thinking about the dream makes me get wetter than the ocean. Fuck! God why did this happen to me? Why does my heart/vagina attach itself to huge dicks.

  “First of all! You would go see Calum because he totally has a thing for you… more for your pussy, ass, and tits rather than you yourself, but he still wants you!” Maddie says making my heart disattach  itself, but my vagina still holds on to that dickhead. “Maddie please! Calum is a giant dickhead! Why would I lose my virginity to him?” I ask her. “Good question, but me being experienced and knowing what a good dick is I would have enjoyed for Calum Hood to want to pounce on me any second.” She says taking a spoonful of cereal.

  “Plus, I know how wet you get just thinking about him,” she says giving me a wink.” How do you know?” I say clenching my legs tighter. “Because! You’re clenching your legs, and you talk in your sleep… very loudly, well I’d say you moan… in your sleep… very loudly!” Maddie says making me go red. “Oh Calum harder! Please go deeper!” Maddie moans making me get really hot from embarrassment.

  “Don’t worry (y/n) that’s totally normal! Once I saw this hot guy that worked at DICK’S Sporting Goods, and let me tell you that man could flip me over at the scanner and give me Goods anytime he wanted!” She said. “Oh my god! Maddie! What the hell?!” I shout. “(y/n), relax we’re best friends I can tell you anything.” She says turning on the television.

  “Yeah Maddie, we’re best friends that doesn’t mean we  have to tell each other our weird fetishes about being fucked over a scan machine.” I say getting up from my seat on the couch to go get ready. “Listen, this is a totally different conversation… We’re suppose to be talking about you and Calum!” Maddie cheers as she follows me into my room. “What the hell! There is no me and Calum, first of all he probably had an STD, second he sleeps with every women he sees, and third I don’t even know him! I only had a tiny, very tiny conversation with him and it was uncomfortable.” I tell her as I take out a back top from my closet. “Uncomfortable? Yeah maybe a little… in your pants! (y/n) you’re just not use to be aroused by men.” Maddie says twirling around and throwing herself on my bed. I just roll my eyes and continue to get dressed not saying a word to her at all.

  “Hey are you okay?” My classmate Devon asks as I continue to daze off during class. “Oh yeah, I’m alright just tired.” I tell him which was partially true. I was tired but that wasn’t the reason I was dazing off during class. I was thinking about the dream, the one that felt so real. I felt that Calum was actually touching me. It was… amazing.

  “Not enough sleep last night?” He asks me as he takes a sip of his water. “Something like that,” I respond looking back to  the notes on the board and writing them down on my notebook. “If you want to talk about it, I’m here actually I’m usually always awake at night… I’m a night owl as I’ve been told.” He says while sliding me a piece of paper with his number on it.

  “Thanks Devon I’ll make sure to text you if I have trouble sleeping.” I said, even though I knew I wouldn’t be texting him at all because the only trouble I was having was getting to my orgasm before my alarm woke me up. “Alright,” he says going back to his notes. And I go back to my day dreaming.

I hope he bends me over just like he did in my dream.

Shit! I shouldn’t be thinking of this stuff! For god sake I’m a virgin!

God but I don’t want to be known as a virgin forever.

I  can’t be thinking like that! I’m a virgin and I deserve to lose my virginity to someone who actually gives a damn about me.

Fuck! I just wanted a tattoo!

I arrive home to hear laughing coming from the kitchen. Maddie must have a friend over. She brings some her friends home from time to time. She was probably flaunting over her new nose piercing. “You guys are hilarious,” I hear Maddie say. I walk into the kitchen and their in front of me I see four boys. Two being people I know.

One was Luke.

The other one…

Calum Hood

   “Come on (y/n)! What are you waiting for!” My best friend  whines as I  put down the food at the table. We  had been talking about tattoos and piercings and I  had admitted that I would love to get a tattoo. Which of course made her jump to the moon knowing that I  was a goody two shoes. “Maddie, I said I would love to get one, not that I was going to,” I say taking a seat at the table. Maddie slouches down and crosses her arms over her chest, “what’s the problem in getting a tattoo?” She asks me.

   “There’s not necessarily a huge problem just fears, there’s a needle going in and out of my skin, and did you know that people can get STDs from getting tattoos?” Maddie rolls her eyes and swallows the food that she was chewing in her mouth. “Face it (y/n) you’re just scared that he will be touching you and you’re all about keeping that virginity of yours.” She says making slouch in my chair.

It was true.

But I wasn’t going to admit it.

   “Maddie, that is not true! You know that I want to  hold on to my virginity until I am married but that doesn’t mean that I’d want to fuck a tattoo artist.” I defend taking a dip of my water. “That’s fucking bullshit, ever since Fernanda told you about her experience with one of the Aussies down at the tattoo parlor your vagina has been wetter than the ocean.” Another true statement from Madison.

   Fernanda was someone that Maddie and I knew from history class. She was all about being boy crazy and enjoying sex. So when she told us that she was going to get her clit pierced it didn’t surprise us. What did surprise us was when she came to class the next day waddling like a fucking penguin. The best of all this story was that she didn’t even get her clit pierced at the end because she was too busy fucking one of the Aussies, one of the Aussies known as Calum Hood. Let me tell you I didn’t fully understand the big deal about having sex until Fernanda told me everything. I never knew that there were so many positions, I knew what oral sex was, but jamming it down your throat seems a bit too much, and what the fuck does squirting mean?

    But even though these things were so odd and, well a bit barbaric in a way It felt really good, just her talking about it made me heat up, and my stomach started to get butterflies. Google soon told me that I was horny. Which made me rethink this whole waiting until marriage shit, because what if my husband isn’t like this Calum guy, what if he has a small dick? What if he can’t please me? What if he can’t make me waddle like a fucking penguin?

  “Besides, you don’t even have to get your tattoo done their, you can get it done somewhere else it’ll probably just be expensive because they’re not like the Aussies who charge less for college students secretly.”  I groan and look over at Maddie. “You know that I can barely pay for my books, and food. How the hell am I supposed to pay for a tattoo?” I ask her.  “Well if the tattoo wasn’t so expensive I would help, besides daddy gives me a thousand dollars every month so I’ve been saving up.” She says giving me a wink. “Okay, I’ll go check around tattoo parlors sometime this week and find something clean, safe, and cheap.” I tell her as we finish our food.

  “Have you found anything?” Maddie asks me as I look through my textbook to find quotes for my essay. “Nope, how the hell am I supposed to defend the loyalist,  if in real life I would be a patriot without a second guessing.” I explain to her not taking  my eyes off of the textbook. “Not about your stupid essay! About the tattoo parlor, you said that you went to look around this weekend.” Maddie says taking  a seat next to me. “Oh, yeah I didn’t find anything that costs more than 150 or 200 and hour.” I tell her.  

    “So does this mean that you will be getting tatted by one of the Aussies?” Maddie squeals jumping up and down on the couch. “Maddie, I’m only considering it, plus I will just be getting a tattoo.” I explain to her,making her stop bouncing. “Ugh! And here I thought that the (y/n) would stop holding on to that virginity and open those legs for once.” She jokes shaking me like a mad person. “I just don’t want to give it to someone that I don’t even know.” I tell her.

    “I know, I was just messing with you.” She says bringing me into a comforting hug. “If anything I think you should get your tattoo done there.” She tells me. I look at her and nod, “I think I just might.” I tell her, reaching over and grabbing my phone to make an appointment with one of the Aussies. “5SOS tattoos, this is Luke, how may I help you?” He says his Australian voice thick and deep.  “Hey, I was wondering if I could get my tattoo done there sometime this week,” I tell him. “Definitely, we have space for Friday night, but before that you’d have to come a few days before hand to tell us what you’d like us to design for you.” He says, over the phone. “Can I  pass by tomorrow?” You ask him, “yes, you can I’m just going to need your name and and make sure you bring some type of identification so we can check your age.” He answers, “my name is (y/n)(l/n)” I tell him. “Alright (y/n) I’ll see you tomorrow.” He says before hanging up.

   “I’m getting a tattoo!” I exclaim as Maddie hugs me tight. “Who was the one that picked up the phone?” Maddie asks. “Luke,” I say. “I heard he’s hot!” She shrieks. “Yeah, at least he’s not the Calum guy,” I told her going back to my essay.

“Please, you wish it was the Calum guy,” she says before getting up and walking into the kitchen. I only scoff and begin to type knowing that I kind of did want it to be that Calum guy.

•Chapter 2