Chapter 1


My life is rather complicated, but that's how it has always been. I live with my mom in a two-bedroom apartment right along the waterfront in Victoria. Our apartment doesn't have a view of the ocean, but I always walk along Dallas road, taking in the peaceful atmosphere. There is a long pier with a lighthouse at the end which I visit often. It makes me feel like I can escape from the city and from life for just a few minutes. It's beautiful.
I don't consider myself to be over-the-top pretty, just average. I am not the ideal weight, but I love my curves and show them off tastefully. I also love my sea-green eyes and my short brown hair, which is what I choose to focus on instead of picking things that I dislike about myself.  I guess I'm a little different than most girls my age. I thought girls at eighteen would get over themselves, but apparently not. It only seems to get worse. Every now and then I'll receive a jealous comment on my Nexopia profile saying things like "you're ugly" or "you're fat" but I just laugh at them and carry on with my day. There is nothing someone can say to me that'll make me feel bad about my appearance. I walk tall and with confidence and I believe that's how people should walk.
Nexopia is a Canadian website that a lot of teenagers and young adults use. I have used it for quite some time, but I'm not too sure why. I recently started to receive messages from random boys, some cute and some not so cute, and some are just plain creepy. I don't always reply, but on special occasions, such as being extremely bored, I do reply. Plus, if their cute and say something nice to me, it's usually an instant reply.
I met Matt two months ago. I refreshed my "recent visitors" page just before logging off and saw that a cute boy had come to my page and sent me a message. I wasn't going to reply, but I decided to anyways. I had told him that I was just off to bed and that I would talk to him the following day. He seemed to really want to talk to me because he replied to me right away, but I left it until morning to reply back.
Matt and I talked over Nexopia for about a week until he finally asked me for my email address so that he could talk to me on MSN. I was happy that he had asked because MSN is way easier to talk on and faster as well. We also exchanged cell phone numbers so that we could text each other when we weren't online. I would stay up until nine in the morning talking to him on MSN, challenging him to a few games of Uno and staring at him when we were on webcam, trying to make him smile or blush. I was able to make him blush a few times, but he denies it all, which is fine with me because I know the truth.
We made plans for him to come visit me during my winter break from school. I never thought he would actually want to come visit me, but he flies in tomorrow. His flight gets in at ten in the morning, which I am not thrilled about, but I am quite excited to finally kiss his gorgeous lips.

Morning took forever to come, but when my alarm clock finally awakes me from my weak sleep I discover butterflies in my stomach. I wander into the kitchen and see that my mom is already awake and on the computer.
"Good morning, Anna."
"Morning," I grumble.
"Why are you up so early?"
"Matt is coming today," I smile.
"Oh right, I forgot."
"Why are you up so early?"
"Stephanie called me last night and invited me to spend a few days in Campbell River, so I thought I would head out early today. I will be there for two or three days, depends on her work schedule. Are you going to be fine here by yourself?"
"Yup," I laugh. "I am eighteen, remember?"
"I know, I know," she laughs. "Don't remind me, it means I am aging as well."
"You look good for your age so you have nothing to worry about. Are you going to be showering?"
"Yes, but you can go ahead. I am sure you will be leaving before me. Speaking of leaving, you may drive my car this weekend and I will take your car up island, is that fine with you?"
"Most definitely, you know how much I love driving the Honda civic!"

I take fifteen minutes to shower, another ten minutes to do my hair, and I am out of the door, already running late.
"I will see you in a few days," my mom calls out to me.
"Sounds good, have fun!" I call back.
"You too, and be careful..."
"I will mom, I always am."
I lock the apartment door behind me and head to the car.

Traffic wasn't so bad getting to the airport and I was actually earlier than I thought I would be, so I sit and wait in the "arrivals" section of the airport.
My mom calls me while I am waiting,
"Hey, I forgot to ask how long Matt will be in town..."
"Just for a few days, he couldn't take much time off from work," I lie.
"Ok and where will he be staying?"
"Uh, I never really asked," I lie again. "He has a friend who lives just up the street from us, so probably there."
"OK, just be careful."
"I will mom, I always am."
"Alright, I will let you go then."
"Drive safely."
"You too, bye."
"Bye."
As I hang up the phone I notice that his flight has landed and passengers are already slowly getting off. My stomach is doing somersaults and I can feel my body shaking a little with nerves, as well as excitement.
I spot him before he sees me and head towards him. He sees me soon after and smiles.
"Hi gorgeous," he leans in and kisses me.
"Already trying to make me blush?" I laugh nervously.
"Always," he laughs. "It's what I'm good at. Plus, I have been waiting a very long time to do that."
"Well hi back, then," I smile. "How was the flight?"
"It felt very long!"
"Aw, poor baby," I laugh.
We wait for his baggage and then head towards my car.
"This is my car... well my mom's car," I quietly laugh at myself. "Let's put your bags in the trunk, there isn't much room in the back."
I pop the trunk and let him put his heavy bags in the trunk while I unlock the doors and get in.
"So, where is your mom?"
"She took my car up island for a few days."
"Oh, so we will be alone?" he winks, making me blush.
"We'll see about that," I laugh.

We get to the apartment and I help him by carrying his backpack in. I lead him through the front door and head towards my bedroom.
"So, this is my bedroom..." I declare with a grin.
"Oh really? I thought it was your mom's bedroom."
"Ouch, harsh words, Mister! My room does not look like a mom's room..." I try to pout, but fail.
I lie down on my bed and look up to find him smiling at me.
"What?" I ask, giggling.
"You're beautiful."
"Thank you, babe," I reply, blushing.
His gorgeous smile lights up his face once again as he leans down and starts to kiss me, his lips are so soft against mine.

"So, are you hungry?" I ask.
"Actually, I am."
"Alright, would you like me to cook you something or do you want to go out and get something?"
"Well, let's see what you have first."
"Probably not much, sorry..."
"That's fine, let's go out, then." He smiles.
"Sounds good to me, would you like to walk?"
"Sure."
"Just let me grab my winter jacket and a scarf, it's pretty cold out today."
"This is nothing," he laughs. "Actually, it's kind of warm..."
"Shut up," I laugh. "I don't like being cold."
"Then I will hold your hand," he smiles. "That will help a little bit."
"Deal," I smile back.
I grab my jacket and a white scarf and then we head out the back of the building and start towards the marketplace.

"We don't have much for food here," I say. "But there is a grocery store, a Starbucks, and a Subway. Is that fine with you?"
"That's perfectly fine with me," he grins.
"Why the grin?" I ask, trying not to laugh.
"Oh, just because..."
"Alright, if you say so..."
"I say so."

I sit with him in subway while he eats, and then we go to Starbucks where I get my usual eggnog latte.
"Do you mind taking a longer way back?"
"Nope, not at all."
"Good, I want to show you the waterfront," I smile. "It's my favourite place to go."
"Will you show me your absolute favourite spot?"
"Nope," I tease. "Not today."
"Fine," he pretends to pout. "I guess I can wait."
"It's just a little too cold to go there today, but maybe tomorrow."
"Deal."

We walk slowly along the waterfront, taking in the gorgeous views and talking. I stop and look up at him, standing on my tippy-toes to meet his lips, and kiss him lightly.
"I am cold, let's head back."
"Alright," he kisses me then takes my hand again.

We enter through the front of the building, head up the stairs, unlock the apartment door, and head straight for my bed.
"Ah, blankets!" I giggle. "I love my duvet, it's so warm"
"May I join you?"
"Of course," I smile. "Anytime."
I pull him down on top of me and kiss him deeply. His hands begin to wander my body as I shyly let mine wander his. I can feel his hands slip up under my shirt, heading straight for my boobs. I can't help but let a slight giggle escape from my lips. He decides to take that as a sign and starts to remove my shirt. I stop kissing him and look up.
"What? Shirt stays on?"
"No, just a little nervous."
"Aw, I'm sorry. Tell me if I am going too fast."
"No, it's fine..." I smile. "This is just all new to me."
"I'll play nice," he grins. "I promise."
I bring his lips to mine and kiss him lightly and then look into his eyes. He kisses me slowly as he brings my shirt up and over my head, letting his hands find the back of my bra. I let him take it off and throw it on the floor. I can feel my face flush as I begin to take off his shirt, letting it drop next to my bra.
He begins to slowly kiss his way down my neck, making his way to my exposed nipples, kissing one while gently squeezing the other in his hand. A small moan escapes my lips as he kisses his way down my stomach, undoing my belt. He slips my dark-wash jeans off of my hips, slowly slides them down my legs and tosses them on the floor. Matt gradually moves his hands up my legs, grabbing onto my hips, and softly kisses the sensitive skin on the inside of my thigh. I reach for his head and move him back up to my lips, pressing my body up against his, grinding my hips into him, feeling his hard-on against me. He slides one hand down my body, giving me goose bumps. Matt slips his hand into my panties, smiling when he discovers that I'm wet.
He gently rubs one finger against my clit, making me moan quietly into his lips. He stops kissing me for a moment to remove my panties, and then begins kissing his way down my body once more. His lips touch my slit and I quiver with excitement as he slips his tongue around my clit, tasting my wetness. He slowly puts one of his fingers inside of me, thrusting gently as he continues to lick my clit.
"Oh my God," he whispers. "You are so tight..."
I blush and playfully run a hand through his hair, slightly pushing his head into me.
"Oh God," I moan. "You're going to make me cum just from doing that!"
He laughs and then returns to giving my clit most of the attention, licking and sucking every inch of me.
"Oh my God!" I grab onto my sheets as an orgasm rushes through my body.
"Damn," Matt looks up at me. "I didn't know you were such a wiggler... I'm think I'm going to have to hold you down."
"Promise?" I wink.
"Oh, I promise."
"Good... now how about we get you out of those jeans..."

Matt slips out of his jeans and I sit up to meet his lips. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull my body into his. I can feel his hard-on pressing against my body, making me blush. He kisses me lightly and I push him over and get on top, slowly removing his boxers. I kiss down his dick before slowly taking as much of it in my mouth. I look up at Matt to make sure I was doing this right; I could tell by the expression on his face that I definitely was.
He sits up a little and grabs onto my breasts, massaging them in his hands. He then pulls me up to his lips, kissing me deeply. I lay myself down on top of him, feeling every part of his body against mine, creating more warmth and wetness between my legs. I grind my hips into him, eager to feel him inside of me.
I roll over and pull him on top of me. I stare at him for a moment before a smirk escapes my lips.
"Are you sure you're ready?" he asks.
"Yeah, I am ready," I reply, kissing him lightly.
He reaches over the bed to grab his jeans and retrieves a condom from the pocket. He gets on top of me and takes his hard-on in his hand, slips the condom on and then slowly rubs his head around my clit. He looks up at me one last time and then enters me slowly. I moan with excitement and a little bit of pain, trying to relax my body. I grab his head and eagerly bring his lips to mine, wrapping my legs around him as he begins to pick up speed. We both begin to moan, our breathing quickening. I hold onto his shoulder with one hand while I reach another hand down to rub my clit. I let my body take complete control as I come closer to another orgasm.
"Oh, God!" I shout.
He looks down at me and kisses me, and then he picks up his speed even more. Our bodies are glistening in sweat as another orgasm runs through my body, more intense than the last one. I unwrap my legs from around him and lean up into him, meeting him half-way to kiss his lips again.
Matt stops for a moment, grabs my legs, and places them on his shoulders before grabbing onto my hips.
"I'm about to cum..." he whispers.
"Me too... again," I reply, biting my lip.
Our bodies tense up and with a few final thrusts he cums inside of me, allowing me to orgasm once more.
He lightly lays down on top of me as our bodies loosen up, slowly pulling himself out of me. He rolls off of me, lying on his side, smiling at me.
"Are you okay?" he asks.
"Never been better," I reply, smiling.
I pull myself into him, kissing him lightly. He gathers me in his arms, hugging me closely as we both gradually drift off to sleep.

I wake up and check my phone, which somehow ended up on my floor. The clock reads 5:07pm, which means we slept for a solid five hours. I roll over to face him and see that he is still sleeping. I lightly run my index finger up his arm and down his chest; he flinches, but doesn't wake up. I lie down on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart and wrap my left arm around him. The beating of his heart lulls me to sleep, once again.
I wake up to find him awake as well and playing with my hair.
"What time is it?"
"I'm not sure," he smiles. "I haven't been awake long."
I turn to lie on my side and reach for my phone.
"It's 6:03pm," I laugh quietly. "We slept for six hours."
"Well, there goes any chance of having a regular sleeping pattern," he laughs.
"Oh well, I am sure we can find something to do."
"I have an idea," he winks.
"You always have that idea," I laugh.
"This is true..." he glances up at me. "So, what do you think?"
"I think... no," I grin and crawl out of bed.
"Hey, where are you going?"
"To take a shower, would you like to join?"
"Yes, please," he smiles and quickly follows me into the bathroom.
I turn on the water, get it to the perfect temperature, and step in. He gets in behind me and slips his arms around my waist. He kisses down my neck as I lean into him.
"I'm thankful to be here with you..."
"It was well worth the wait," I giggle.
"I agree."
With Matt still hugging me from behind, I look up and he brings his lips to mine. He slowly slips his tongue into my mouth, but I pull my lips away.
"Sorry... it's hard to hold myself back when I'm with you."
"I understand," I smirk. "It comes naturally for me."
"Oh, really?"
"I wish!"
I reach in front of me to grab the shampoo. He surprises me by running his hands slowly down my sensitive back, giving me goose bumps.
"This is a nice view..."
I decide to play with him a little, so I slowly arch my back a little more and slightly spread my legs apart. He quickly slips a hand between my legs, but I grab his hand, close my legs, and stand up.
"Sorry... you're going to have to wait."
"You are mean," he pouts. "Do you know that?"
"Yup, I sure do," I wink. "But you've always known that."
I turn his hand over in mine and squirt some shampoo into it, and then squirt some into mine. I push him back a little and then turn back around to face the water. I begin to massage my hands slowly through my hair. I lean back into him and can feel a semi-hard-on pressing against my skin.
"Damn, I didn't know I turned you on that much," I tease.
"You have no idea, Anna," he moans. "Every little thing you do turns me on."
"Oh, my," I blush.
"Aw, did that make you blush?" he teases.
"No!"
"I don't believe you," he laughs and then kisses my blushing cheek.
"Let's hurry up and get this showering business out of the way..."
"What's the point? I'm going to make you dirty in a few minutes, anyways."
"I don't think so!"
"I know so," he grins.
"We'll see about that..."
I finish washing my hair and grab the body wash and begin to rub it all over my body. I look up to see that he's enjoying the view. I rub some on his wet skin, lightly running my fingers across his stomach and chest, making him blush slightly. I wash off and then let him wash off. I turn the water off and then we both step out of the shower. I grab a towel and wrap myself in it.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"I am drying off..."
"But I want to see your body," he pouts.
"You've seen enough of it for now."
I walk into my bedroom and grab his boxers off of my floor and then grab my white and pink pajama shorts, my black bra, pink booty shorts, and my black tank top out of my dresser and return to the bathroom. I let my towel drop to the floor, giving him one last look at my body for the time being, and then slip into my pink panties and shorts. He's still naked and standing there just staring at me before he slips his hands around my waist and tries to sneak my shorts back off.
"Nice try," I laugh. "I'm smarter than you think."
"I know, but I thought I would give it a try..."
He slips my bra on for me before putting on his boxers.
"Give me ten minutes?"
"For what?"
"I need to blow dry and straighten my hair..."
"You're such a girl," he winks.
He leaves the bathroom and I quickly do my hair. I open the door when I am done and find him lying in my bed, looking all kinds of comfortable.
"You aren't going to fall asleep again, are you?" I tease.
"...I'm trying not to!"
I crawl into bed, spooning him.
"I don't think I have ever had a girl spoon with me from behind..."
"I love to be held, but I love holding as well," I smile, kissing his neck.
"So, what is there to do at this hour?"
"We can watch a movie, or watch a movie, or maybe even watch a movie... "
"I guess we can watch a movie, then," he laughs. "What do you have?"
"A lot," I say. "What kind of movie do you want to watch?"
"Your pick."
"You are going to wish you never said that... but first let's make some dinner, I'm rather hungry."
"Deal."

We get off of my bed and wonder into the kitchen and begin looking through the cupboards and fridge.
"I definitely need to go grocery shopping... we have mac and cheese, cereal, mac and cheese, cereal, and more mac and cheese..."
"Kraft Dinner it is, then!"
"Sounds good to me," I smile.

We make our dinner and head back to my room to watch a movie... well, not just any movie, but my all time favourite movie; A Walk to Remember.

"How much am I going to dislike this movie?"
"Not a lot..." I tease. "It's actually a really good movie, give it a chance!"
"Fine, but don't hate me if I fall asleep..." he fake yawns. "I'm so tired."
"Yeah, I bet you are..." I sarcastically punch him in the arm. "Just trust me on this one, please?"
"Fine, I guess I can do that."
"Thanks," I smile, "and if you don't like it, then you can choose the next movie we watch."
"Deal!"

I put the movie in, grab the remote, crawl back into bed, and snuggle up to Matt.