Hi, my name is Jessica and I am 17 years old. I’m not what you would call smart but I’m not dumb either. One thing I do know however, is when a boy likes me, mainly it because they have tents and not the kind you take on a camping trip.
I can’t blame them really (I’m shallow I know); I have long blonde hair that falls to my waist and blue eyes with thick eyelashes. My brows are perfectly sculpted and I’m quite tall at 5’8″, I’m a cup size D so I’d say I’m fairly hot to the male population of my school. It’s thanks to them that I scored my gorgeous boyfriend Ike. He plays as quarterback for the school football team, the Tigers, which also means he’s got a good physique.
We got together at one of the team’s home games against the Eagles of the neighbouring school, I was cheerleading for the first time for that game. The Tigers won with flying colours and at the end of the game he came up to me and kissed me hard on the mouth. And by hard I mean he full on frenched me!
After that it was pretty much a well known fact that he liked me and I him, so apparently we were together from that moment on. As a couple we progressed quite fast, our first time together being only a few weeks later when I took advantage of my parents going to some benefit party or something and inviting him over.