His Virgin

By: Nikki Chase


“He skipped the line, and he wanted me to call someone who's in charge,” I say.

“That's it? Jesus, the way you act, I thought he wanted your firstborn.” Katie breaks into another grin and adds, “Or your virginity.”

“Hey! Not so loud.” I look around to check that nobody's heard what Katie has just said.

I'm already twenty-one, and it's embarrassing that I’m still a virgin. I feel like people would treat me differently if they knew.

“Word on the street is, Caine Foster is an absolute beast in bed. He knows what he’s doing, if you know what I mean.” Katie moves her eyebrows up and down to emphasize her point. She takes a deep breath, stares into the distance, and lets out a dreamy sigh. “Oh, what I wouldn't give to have my first time be with a guy like Caine Foster.”

I roll my eyes. “That ship has sailed, a long time ago.”

“Ouch!” Katie winces and looks me in the eyes. “Words hurt, Daisy.”

It's my turn to grin. I don't know when it happened, but talking to Katie has cheered me up after all. I still hate Caine Foster's guts, but now I'm mostly wondering how nice it would be to have that kind of money.

“God, the number of problems I could solve if I just had enough money…”



“Hey, Daisy, you still need money?” Katie pops her head into my room as she leans on the door frame.

“Err... Hello, have we met?” I look up from Jack’s homework, lean back on the headboard, and squint at Katie. “I always need money.”

“Good.”

“Good?” I frown.

“Yeah. I mean, I have good news for you… But only if you still need money. And since you do, well, I have good news for you.” Katie grins and beckons with her hand. “Come outside.”

I glance at Jack, my twelve-year-old brother, who’s playing a game on my old phone while sitting in front of the cheap particleboard desk by the small window, the only window in the room. “Hey, you have five more minutes to play and then you need to finish this homework, okay?”

He grunts in reply, not even bothering to look up.

I roll my eyes. Teenagers.

It wasn’t too long ago that I was a teenager myself, but I had to grow up quickly, considering my childhood.

I started working really hard as soon as it was legal for me to get a job, so I could move out of Mom’s as soon as I turned eighteen. Then, I continued to bust my ass so Jack could move in with me.

I didn’t want him to have to endure Mom’s verbal abuse longer than he had to, or deal with her lousy boyfriends. Sure, nobody ever beat us up or anything, but that woman doesn’t have her shit together and shouldn’t have had kids. I know what hell it is to live with her.

Now that Jack’s here, he can actually play and study in peace. I ruffle his hair as I get up and walk away before he can swat at my hand.

Outside, in the living room, I join Katie on our second-hand Ikea couch. The seat is hard and sagging from years of use. There’s no give when I plant my butt down on it.

Katie’s grinning from ear to ear, which is always a bad sign. Whatever plan she has in her head, it must be diabolical.

“So, what’s your big idea? Rob a bank? Mess with an old lady’s will so we’ll inherit all her wealth?”

“Have some faith in me, Daisy. I would never hurt another person. First, do no harm, remember?” The grin remains plastered on Katie’s face, which doesn’t instill me with much confidence in her good will.

“Alright, let’s hear it.” I take a deep breath. This can be anything.

Over the years, Katie has tried to convince me to get matching tattoos, TP the house of the ex who cheated on her, and join a few other students in streaking across the campus.

I said no to all those things because I didn’t want to get sent to jail. I mean, if I have money problems now, how much more difficult would life be with a criminal record?

I have to admit that my life would’ve been a lot less interesting without Katie’s crazy ideas, though. Not all of them are completely stupid or downright dangerous.

I enjoyed crashing house parties and getting black-out drunk for free multiple times. I also joined some guys Katie knew on their road trip to Tijuana—for free, again.

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