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The suburbs of New York city were great - especially since I happened to live in the beautiful middle class neighborhood of Brooklyn. Yep, I loved my city - the nightlife was great, it was never dead and there was always something to do. Best of all, you could be anything and people (well, at least most) wouldn't judge you for it. Aside from a few lunatics that caused trouble in the subway during my morning commute to school, I wouldn't change much. Of course, maybe I'm just saying this because I have little to no responsibility now that summer is here. Yep, I'm not afraid to admit it - as a nineteen year old, I was free from the weight on my shoulders and felt as if I could do anything in the world...but like most nineteen year olds, I spent that freedom hanging out with my boyfriend and my closest friends and you know what? I wouldn't change a thing about that either!
But enough about the city, let's talk about my life a bit. Hi, my name is Kelly Cooper.
Yep, that was me and yes, my boobs are real. I'm sorry, that must have sounded a bit conceited; I'm just used to the stares and people asking. At about 5'6", my chest did stick out like two watermelons. Finding a bra was god damn hard, seeing as there aren't many 38J bras available at your local Walmart.
Anyway, so as I was saying earlier - it was summer and I had all the time in the world. I finally got my stupid high school diploma and I got accepted into many colleges. They were mostly state colleges but the important thing was that I was well on my way to getting a good education. Pretty sweet right? Mike (my boyfriend) was accepted into a few schools as well - we were just deciding which one to go to in between hangouts and taking pictures on Instagram.
Yep, we took photos like that. Quite frankly, I thought that it was adorable and gave me a change to show off my tattoos a bit more. But don't get the wrong idea, Mike and I weren't sleeping together yet. For all intents and purposes, I was still a virgin and haven't gone further than making out with him. We just didn't advertise it too much because well, I didn't want him to get too rough of a time with his buddies. But we would so do it when the time was right!
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Today though, I was over at Stephanie's - my childhood best friend and the one that I confined in the most. She lived in Queens, so the daily commute to go see her was a bit of a bummer but hey, it was still great to see her. Her parents thought highly of me, despite looking a bit more wild than her (what with my tattoos and all). In fact, on this June evening, Stephanie had to pick up things at the convenience store and I was the only one there besides her mom, who was doing the laundry. Now her mom was someone who was active in the community and was a bit of a...well, a nosey person. So when while cleaning up the kitchen I saw her glance out the window and turn to me, asking:
"Hey Kelly, a new neighbor of ours moved in. Can you introduce us to them? I'm a bit busy here."
I have to admit, as much as I loved the family I didn't want to introduce them to a complete stranger. It seemed so...odd. But Stephanie's mom was insistent and before I knew it, I went ahead next door and introduced myself to...whoever the hell that was.
Personally, I was hoping that he was going to be too busy to answer the door.
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But enough about the city, let's talk about my life a bit. Hi, my name is Kelly Cooper.
Yep, that was me and yes, my boobs are real. I'm sorry, that must have sounded a bit conceited; I'm just used to the stares and people asking. At about 5'6", my chest did stick out like two watermelons. Finding a bra was god damn hard, seeing as there aren't many 38J bras available at your local Walmart.
Anyway, so as I was saying earlier - it was summer and I had all the time in the world. I finally got my stupid high school diploma and I got accepted into many colleges. They were mostly state colleges but the important thing was that I was well on my way to getting a good education. Pretty sweet right? Mike (my boyfriend) was accepted into a few schools as well - we were just deciding which one to go to in between hangouts and taking pictures on Instagram.
Yep, we took photos like that. Quite frankly, I thought that it was adorable and gave me a change to show off my tattoos a bit more. But don't get the wrong idea, Mike and I weren't sleeping together yet. For all intents and purposes, I was still a virgin and haven't gone further than making out with him. We just didn't advertise it too much because well, I didn't want him to get too rough of a time with his buddies. But we would so do it when the time was right!
...
Today though, I was over at Stephanie's - my childhood best friend and the one that I confined in the most. She lived in Queens, so the daily commute to go see her was a bit of a bummer but hey, it was still great to see her. Her parents thought highly of me, despite looking a bit more wild than her (what with my tattoos and all). In fact, on this June evening, Stephanie had to pick up things at the convenience store and I was the only one there besides her mom, who was doing the laundry. Now her mom was someone who was active in the community and was a bit of a...well, a nosey person. So when while cleaning up the kitchen I saw her glance out the window and turn to me, asking:
"Hey Kelly, a new neighbor of ours moved in. Can you introduce us to them? I'm a bit busy here."
I have to admit, as much as I loved the family I didn't want to introduce them to a complete stranger. It seemed so...odd. But Stephanie's mom was insistent and before I knew it, I went ahead next door and introduced myself to...whoever the hell that was.
~KNOCK KNOCK~
Personally, I was hoping that he was going to be too busy to answer the door.
[Heeeey! I'm looking for one dominant male writer to help me with this one. If you're interested, please send me a PM and I'll get back to you asap. Thanks!
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