"Step one...choose your guy...carefully."

"Oh shit!" I heard myself shout suddenly.

"Oh my God! Elimar! Picking out a guy is hard for your virgin brain too?!" Her absurd words struck me like thunder, but I tried not to show it.

"No, it's not that."

"Then what?" She asked me with a curious tone.

"Stella...the guy at school that I have a huge crush on...he told me that he doesn't do virgins...I-I don't even get he knew!"

"Elimar! I told you! It shows!" She exclaimed with a satisfactory smile.

I was a hundred percent sure that she couldn't care less about what I was going through. She must have only agreed to help me just to prove to me how right she was. But then again, I was really desperate, and my bright future with Lucas was on the line, so I couldn't let my pride get in the way of that.

"Elmira, what's the guy's name?"

"Lucas...why?"

She didn't answer, she only nodded her head and wrote something down on the page where the 'so-called' guide was.

When she was done, she then resumed talking to me, "Elimar, the heading of this guide used to be 'Stella's guide to first sex.'

" So?... What does that got to do with my problem?"

"Oh, it has everything to do with your problem...cause from now on it will be going by the name 'Elisa-Marie's Guide To First Flings."

Oh my God! Was she even listening to anything I was saying since I got here?!

"Stella! Listen to me! What I want to have with Lucas is not a fling, I want to be able to have something meaningful with him, which might just lead to a relationship one day."

"And I get that."

"So?... What is the whole 'fling' part for?"

The chuckled and got up from the bed, " Elisa-Marie, Lucas doesn't want to be with you...until you lose your virginity...right?"

Ok, now I really felt like she was trying to rub that fact properly into my face, "Yes."

She smirks and continued, "So that means, you need someone to do you justice so you could be acceptable to him...right?"

And at that very question, I began to see the light of her bright idea, "Oh my God! Stella! The fling is gonna be between me and who so ever that's gonna do me justice!... Not Lucas!" I stood up instantly.

Stella was a genius!

"Wow! Maybe now I might actually consider you as someone worth my time!" She mocked with an evil-looking grin, shutting down my joy promptly. I gradually sat back down on her bed, my happiness leaked out of me due to her obnoxious words.

"That's more like it," she said cheerfully, fixing her eyes back on the book.

Curse my need to need her help!

"Now, stop slacking around and start thinking of an unfortunate someone who wouldn't mind sleeping with you!" She exclaimed with all seriousness.

Was she even noticing how bad she was hurting my feelings right now?!

"Doesn't the hot jock have a best friend?! They always have this cute sexy best friend who is also always a jock...you know?"

She rose a brow at me like she was expecting me to relate to her theory.

"Stella, that's not the way things roll in my school."

"What?! Things always roll that way in every typical high school!"

"Well...in my high school, Mr hottie is more of a bad boy and not at all a jock, and his best friend is also a hottie, but..."

"...No wait, let me guess...he doesn't do virgins either."

"Wrong! He doesn't do any type of girl!"

"Wow! So he's either gay...or some sort of evangelist?!" She asked with disgust written all over her face.

I laughed at her ignorance, "No Stella, it's not like that...he just has some trust issues because all the girls at school he eve dated, only intended to use him to get closer to Lucas."

"Oh!... Ouch!"

"I know right?!"

"But it's sort of funny...because that's exactly what you're about to do to him all over again."

As I started at her, her sympathetic sad face slowly changed into a joyful expression. And soon enough, she broke into a fit of laughter, "Poor guy, he's never gonna see it coming!"

"What?! Stella, No!" I stood up rapidly, "Not him! He's never gonna fall for it!"

As her loud cackle slowly died down, she took a few steps closer to me, 'Elimar, you want Lucas...right?"

"Yeah, I really do."

She kept coming closer as she spoke, "So that means I can guess how much you absolutely crave his touch. And I'm guessing you also dream of the both of you at night, snuggling up together, all nude, in a dimly lit room."

She teased but stopped at my sudden pinch on her arm.

"Aww!" She exclaimed instantly.

"Quit reading my mind Stella!"

"Oh! So I'm right then?!" Her face reddened due to all her annoying laughter, "Elisa-Marie, I hope I have now managed to show you that this whole guide thing makes it your job to convince him enough to believe it!... If he doesn't want to... try harder!... You just have to keep trying till he does!"

"Fine!... I'll do it to Christopher!"

"Wow! What a shitty name for a shitty loser!" She laughed harder, and I could suddenly feel myself holding in laughter too. Stupidity was very contagious.

I stood up to leave, but then she called out to me, "Hey couz! If it helps...just think of it as some in and out job with some bozo!"

Tears filled my eyes, I couldn't hold myself any longer.

I opened up the door and laughed myself out of the room.

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In class the next day, I found myself playing the role of a creepy monitor.

With all the time we waited for our teacher to come in, I unnoticeably and carefully watched Christopher's every move. Now my reasons for doing so, we'll, was just to be sure about who I'd be dealing with.

Yes, I knew he wasn't into girls anymore, so I knew he wasn't that sort of person that was going to make this task any easier for me, but then again, I couldn't jump into any hasty conclusions.

There had to still be this part of him that was capable of loving again, even if it was for just one last time, for the sake of my future with Lucas.

As I started at seriously at him, I suddenly felt my arm being pinched by Fabiola, "Aww! Fab!" I exclaimed and lost focus on my target as I turned to face her.

"Umm...what do you think you're doing?" She whispered.

"Ehh...nothing." I lied and picked up a book from my desk for some stall-reading. But Fab wasn't buying that.

"You know, you're really lucky Paisley's not in our class...but don't worry though...I'll make sure to tell her after classes of your new huge crush on Christopher." She teased, immediately installing great shock into me.

"Wait, what?"

"Don't you dare 'what' me like I'm deluded." She furrowed her brows at me. She seemed quite serious and confident with her theory, "Look girl, the last thing I wanna see...is you getting hurt, you know Christopher doesn't do girls anymore...so please...just let him go...ASAP," she and turned back to the open book in front of her.

And that's when it came to me. If Fab could falsely believe that I was in love with Christopher just by the little I did now...then who was he not to believe it too?!

"Hmm...this whole thing might just work out after all," I assured myself with a satisfied smile.

I now had a great feeling about this.

"Ok class, sorry I'm late...let's now begin promptly," I teacher said as she finally came in.

I sat up and erased my sheepish smile with immediate effect.

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