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The Truth About Life

Novel By: storyofmylife
Young adult

Lauren is a young teenage girl who just wants to grow up and have the beautiful love story she saw her brother get, so why is life so hard for her? View table of contents...


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Submitted:Feb 18, 2009    Reads: 76    Comments: 3    Likes: 0   

"Mom, I'm going to Sophia's!" I yelled down the stairs.
My mom walked to the bottom and said, "You spending the night?"
"Sure am," I replied as I stuffed my tank top and shorts into my duffel bag.
I pulled a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt on and ran down the stairs. Sophia was a good friend that went to school with me. She was a sophomore but mom had always liked her even though she was a year older. Mom didn't know that Sophia had a wild side that tended to come out on the Friday nights her parents were out of town.
This was one of those Friday's.
I wasn't a big partier really, mainly just at Sophia's. It was the only place I felt safe enough to party. My mom would never call and question anything, her parent's would never come home from their cabin up north, and I could sleep everything off the next day with Soph.
Her house was only a few blocks away, like everything else in this town, and once I got off our farm, the walk was short, especially if I cut through Simon's back porch area.
Within minutes I was at her doorstep, I could faintly hear the music coming from her gargantuan house. She kept her parties small, about a hundred people, and quiet, so as not to attract cops.
On her porch I shed my sweatpants and sweatshirt to reveal my denim mini-skirt that barely covered my lacy red underwear and a long sleeved, tight fitting, black v neck shirt. I was in my signature black flip flops and I pulled my hair into a high pony tail. I stuffed my old clothes into my duffel and hurried inside.
I had come at a good time; that was evident. The party had probably been going on for an hour or so, so most people were there, and everyone was loosened up enough to where I could just blend in.
I dropped my duffel bag in Sophia's back room, where I knew I'd find it later, and entered her living room.
The room was a mixture of freshman and sophomores, with a few juniors. Seniors had their own parties and Sophia was known as a quieter partier, so most people skipped hers.
But the people that did come were familiar and I sat at her kitchen bar next to her and Ty, a boy from my class.
"Lauren!" she shrieked, in her over-dramatic way, "You came!"
"Of course Soph. Hope you don't mind if I crash here tonight though?"
She laughed, "No, of course not silly!"
I smiled and let her go back to flirting with Ty.
I made my way over to the refreshments table to see what she had gotten for tonight.
Punch, definitely spiked, I thought, tasting the tangy sweetness of it.
Beer, ewe, no thanks.
Ah, here we were my favourite. I poured myself a glass of wine and made my way through the party.
I nodded 'hello' to many people, but finally, finally, I spotted him.
"Jayson!" I yelled over the thumping music.
He made his way over to me and hugged me tightly, "Hey there Lauren,"
We sat on her couch and talked. I found myself nervous to be there with him and before I knew it he was asking if I wanted him to refill my glass. I requested the punch and within minutes he was back.
My mind was spinning with the room and Jayson's words were making little sense two hours after we had been sitting there and two glasses of punch later.
"I think I need to lie down," I stated, standing up.
I swaggered a bit, cursing my ability to easily get drunk, and Jayson stood to help me up the stairs.
Up in one of Sophia's guest rooms, away from the people and the noise, my head cleared a bit. I went to the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face, then I checked the clock, one a.m.
I walked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom where Jayson was sitting casually on the bed.
"Feel better?" he asked.
I grunted and plopped down next to him on the bed. I buried my face in the pillows and felt him shift his weight.
Suddenly, his hands were on my back, "Relax Lauren, you'll feel better soon," he said as he massaged my back.
I sighed as his hands worked magic to clear my head.
Finally, when I felt much better, I turned so I was lying on my back. He was looking down at me and smiled.
"Hey you," he said softly.
His easy-going, soft, sexy voice pushed me over the edge. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him down on my, where my lips hungrily found his.
His hands somehow easily slid up my shirt, I sighed softly as he removed it and threw it on the floor. My hands were working at his belt buckle and soon he was in his boxers.
Somewhere in the back of my head I saw my health teacher from eighth grade standing in the classroom talking to us, "Parties are when you are likely to have sex. When you are drunk and can't make good decisions. Be aware of that, it's a fact you should all know," I had laughed then, thinking that the day I was drunk at a party would be a day when I was in my late twenties and I would have nothing to worry about. But here I was, a year later, in that situation.
Except, I wasn't drunk, and this decision wasn't being made, it was just happening. Plus, I loved Jayson. I knew I did. There wasn't anything wrong with this, and who said we were going to be having sex…
But it was something that didn't need to be said, because during my thinking process about health class and junior high Jayson had removed my skirt and his shirt. A thin amount of material was all that was keeping us from sex and a minute later; nothing.
The last thing I heard him say was, "I love you Lauren," and then his body was against mine and I entered a world unknown to me before that night.
In those few moments the only coherent thought I had was that Jayson and I would never be the same, ever.


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