Sex With a Girl

Being the new girl at school is never the best. This place was so unfamiliar, I wish I had somebody to tell me where I was supposed to go. As I was roaming around the school trying to find my classroom I bumped into a pretty redhead. She had a nice, hourglass figure and a gorgeous face. “Hi, I’m new around here,” I said to her, not knowing what the hell I was doing. It was like I forced myself to speak without even thinking. She smiled at me. It was one of the warmest smiles I’ve ever seen in my life. “Hey, welcome to our school, I’m Sylvia,” she replied. I smiled back at her, thinking that this was going to be a good day for me.

“Would you mind showing me around the school? I’m kind of lost,” I asked her.
“Yeah, sure.” Sylvia offered me her hand to hold. “You better hold on, it’s pretty crowded around here, you may get lost easily.” I took her hand as she led me the way. I couldn’t help but notice how soft and velvety her hand was. She said politely, “So, I didn’t get your name yet.” “Oh, right. My name’s Brooklyn. It’s nice to meet you,” I replied. From there on she lead the way around the school while me and her got to know each other better.

“What class are you in?” she asked.
“I’m in 11-6, Ms. Acobas’ class.”
“Really? I’m in Acobas’ class too.” She smiled her beautiful smile again.

Sylvia lead me into our homeroom class, sat down at a desk in the back of the room and patted the seat next to her, signalling that she wants me to sit next to her. I gladly sat down where she told me to and stared at her, pretty much for the whole period. I’ve never been this much attracted to a girl before, I don’t know what has gotten into me. She was just so beautiful, the way her eyes glimmer when they hit light, and the way her smile shows off her perfectly straight teeth. It wasn’t only her face that i found appealing. Her body was a piece of artwork. She had a cute, round little ass, and her legs were long and smooth looking.

When school was over, Sylvia asked for my cell number. I was so excited, I didn’t know what to say. Without hesitation, I got a pen out of my book bag and wrote down my number on the back of her hand. “Great, I’ll call you tonight Brooke,” she said. “See you tomorrow.”

That night, when I was doing my math homework, my phone suddenly started ringing. I was eager to see who was calling me. I darted out of my desk chair and ran to my phone. I looked at the screen. I didn’t recognize the number, but I picked it up anyway. “Hello?” “Hey Brooklyn, it’s Sylvia. I told you I’d call you.” She let out a giggle. “I wanted to know if you wanted to hang out sometime. Maybe the park or something. Like, tomorrow, after school?” I was so happy, I’ve only been to school for one day and already i’ve made a friend.