Chapter 1 Happy Birthday

• EMMA’s POV :
• “Happy birthday, bitch! Welcome to the club!”
• I could hear Tiffany’s voice all the way from the living room. Within moments, the front door flew open and my two best friends came barging in.
• “Happy birthday Emma!” Carrie cheered loudly, she was holding a small red velvet cupcake with a single candle on top.
• “Make a wish!” Tiffany ordered and I complied.
• I closed my eyes and made my little wish.
• “Tonight will be my special night,” I said in my head.
• When I opened my eyes and blew the candle, my two best friends clapped and roared happily.
• “Aren’t you guys being a little loud? It’s only 10 AM in the morning,” I said as I covered one ear my hand. Thankfully my parents are both at work already, otherwise they’d say something too.
• “And aren’t you being a little too underdressed? It’s 10 AM! We gotta go, there’s much to do before tonight,” Tiffany replied.
• She had a point. She was referring to the fact that we’d be driving down to Oxford to visit my boyfriend Zach at Emory today, and I was still sitting on my couch in my PJs.
• For my birthday today, I told my parents that I didn’t want a party, I’d much rather get a car instead. So, yesterday my dad brought home this gorgeous blue 2010 Ford Mustang convertible as my birthday present.
• So, last night, my best friends suggested an impromptu road trip for today so I could see Zach. Zach just started his freshman year at Emory University. We’d been dating for almost a year now and I loved him to bits.
• We first got together when I was a sophomore and he was a senior at school. He had blonde hair and gorgeous blue eyes, he looked a lot like Patrick Schwarzenegger. I’d been crushing hard on him ever since freshman year. I never thought he’d notice someone like me, but he did.
• We met at a house party. Tiffany was dating this jock, Robb, at the time. He invited us to his house for a small get-together. It turned out to be a full on rager, complete with beer kegs and hard liquors.
• Zach and I started talking that night, and the rest was history. He was my first love, my first boyfriend, and my first kiss. We hadn’t gone all the way yet. He’d asked me about it a few times already, but I never felt like I was ready.
• But ever since he moved away for college at the beginning of summer, I hadn’t seen him in weeks and I missed him so much. I missed his smile, his touch, and his kisses. If I didn’t think I was ready before, I was totally ready now.
• I guess it’s true what they say: absence makes the heart grow fonder.
• Zach’s freshman orientation was the same day as my birthday, which was why he couldn’t drive home to see me. But that won’t be a problem since I got my new car and my two best friends to support me.
• “Yeah, come on and get ready, chop-chop,” Emma said, clapping her hands to get my attention.
• “Okay, okay, I’ll go get changed,” I jumped to my feet and headed for my room.
• I had already prepared the perfect outfit for tonight. I got this little black dress with thin shoulder straps and it hugged my figure completely. The dress was little bit too short, but it outlined my slender curves in the best way possible. There was just enough cleavage, not too revealing, but it made my boobs looked intriguing.
• Oh yes, I feel sexy as hell.
• Tiff and Carrie’s jaws dropped when they saw me in the dress.
• “Girl, you are so gonna get laid tonight,” Tiff commented as she reached for my hair brush.
• “Zach’s gonna lose his mind,” Carrie agreed.
• Tiff helped me with my hair as I started on my make up, and Carrie played some upbeat music to get us all hyped for the trip.
• “I hope this isn’t too much,” I said to my friends.
• “Are you kidding me? You look drop-dead gorgeous,” Tiff replied.
• “Yeah, don’t overthinking it,” Carrie said as she rummaged through my closet for some shoes.
• “I’m so nervous for tonight,” I admitted.
• “The first time’s always nerve-wrecking. But, you two love each other. So, it’s gonna be great,” Tiff said reassuringly.
• My two best friends have had sex already. Tiff’s first time was last year with Robb. They did it at the back of his Jeep. She said she didn’t like it at first, but things got better with time.
• Carrie’s first time was when she was fourteen. It was with a boy she met at summer camp. He lasted for a good thirty seconds, she said. Needless to say, it wasn’t great either. But now Carrie’s dating Mark, our school body president, and they seemed to hit it off great.
• My best friends’ stories about their awful first times got me scared about mine. Which was why I never got past third base. But that was all gonna change tonight.
• Tonight, we’re going all the way.
• Carrie found the perfect heels for me and I was ready to go. My long hair was perfectly curled, my make up was impeccable, and I loved how this dress made me feel.
• We grabbed some snacks and I packed some necessities in a duffel bag. By 12 PM, we loaded everything into my car and we started the drive. It was a three-hour drive to Emory and we wanted to stop by at my favorite Italian place, Lombardi’s for lunch. By that calculation, we should reach Emory just before 7 PM.
• Here goes nothing...
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