Did everything have to be so sexual she thought listening to the band.  She shook her head from side to side.  Of course,  she was rather sure she was one of the few people at school who hadn’t did the deed.  Hell looking over things,  people were already beginning to get cozy.  Her shoulders slumped again.<br/><br/>All alone again.  She rolled her eyes and took another drag of her cigarette.  It wasn’t as if she was prude or anything.  Things were just a little more difficult.  She had never been brave enough to try anything…  with well anyone.   There were quite a few attractive girls and boys at school,  but actually getting up the nerve to ask them out?  Yea…  that was entirely different.  The idea of rejection messed with her a bit,  and what was more she would rather not hear the words.<br/><br/>I’m gay or I’m straight.<br/><br/>So she remained chaste.  Outside of a rather raucous party a few months back where she rather drunkenly and proudly flashed her newly blossoming breasts.  That didn’t count though!  That was just her being stupid…  and she was sure she had heard more groans than moans.  At least that was how her fuzzy memory was picturing it.<br/><br/>Couldn’t someone… just<br/><br/>FUCK FUCK FUCK.<br/><br/>She was letting herself get down on herself again.  So she adjusted posture,  and decided it was better to not give a damn.   Sure going through High School as a virgin was a bit of a stigma,   but,  she did have circumstances that made it difficult to find a partner.<br/><br/>Right now was the age of raging hormones,  and… it seemed like almost everything was fueled by sex in some way shape or form.  She regretted leaving her bottle at the picnic table.<br/><br/>Was this jealousy?  Boredom? Loneliness?  It was hard  to tell.<br/><br/>Maybe when she left this town things would change.  She had heard people were more open when they got to University.<br/><br/>Maybe she should have just got in her car today and hit the goth club in the city.  Well, she supposed she could get true and proper wasted and call the folks to pick her up tonight at least here..<br/><br/>She moved back to the table,  snatched up her bottle…  giving an apologetic smile to the too before leaning against the rickety house with her heel pressed against the wall and took a drink.