Senior Year Part One
Three Years Ago
Daedrian POV.
I can't believe I am actually leaving for college after the summer. It is so unreal to me and before you get it all wrong and think I am a stupid girl. I am actually a straight-A student, so college was always in the picture for me, but growing up, college just always seemed so far away. I also think it is super terrifying to think that I will be on my own, taking care of myself for the first time in eighteen years. But enough of all that adult stuff, I still have a few months to unwind and enjoy myself before college life starts and the first thing to start the summer is our senior prom.
I am in my room getting ready because my boyfriend is coming to pick me up in about twenty minutes. I am finishing up the last touches on my makeup by applying some pink cherry lipgloss, giving my lips a beautiful glow. I don't wear a lot of makeup because I am a true believer that nothing beats the beauty we were born with, but for the sake of tonight and how special I want it to be for Kelvin and me, I decided to go all out. We have both decided that it is time to take that next step in our relationship and tonight is the night and I can't wait.
Checking the time on my phone, I saw that I had ten minutes to finish getting ready. Looking in the full-length mirror in my room that is located on the back of my bedroom door, I can say that I look beautiful. With my shoulder-length black curly hair curled in a spiral style and cascading down just on top of my shoulder, the natural makeup routine that I went for let my blue eyes pop. The light blue mermaid tail dress I ordered online fits me like gloves and works well with my curvy figure. I matched the dress with four-inch strappy heels along with a silver clutch purse.
Deciding I am good for going, I grab my phone, lipgloss, tickets, and some cash and put them in my purse. Just as I am exiting my room to go downstairs, my phone rang. I hurriedly took it out and saw that it was Kelvin.
" Hey babe," I said as soon as I put the phone to my ears.
"Babe, are you ready? I am a block away from your house waiting because you know the deal already.
I sigh because I know how he feels. " Yes, babe, I am ready. I am about to walk through the door."
"Okay, I am waiting, and be careful."
"Okay, I will."
Disconnecting the call, I headed downstairs to see my mother in the living room typing so fast on her laptop. My mom is a social worker and she works mostly with children under the age of eighteen. My mom is so beautiful with her long waist-length black hair. My mom is shorter than me, with her five feet, five inches to my five feet seven inches. I definitely got my shape from my mom. Anything I put on looks like it was personally crafted for my body and it is the same thing with my mom. My dad is a divorce lawyer and works out of the country, so we don't see him often, maybe every few weeks.
"Mom, I am leaving now. I will see you later, and don't wait up."
"Ahhhhh, baby you look beautiful."
"Thanks, Mom."
"Do you have everything you need for the sleepover with your friends?"
"Yes, mom, I do."
"Okay, good and remember what your dad said about that boy you keep sneaking around with.
"Yes!!! mother, I remembered. We are not seeing each other anymore and you know that because you were there when dad forbids me from going out with him."
"Okay, good. I will see you tomorrow."
Wishing my mom goodbye. I closed the door behind me and headed in the direction that Kelvin was waiting for me. I lived in a small community called St. Margrent Bay in the beautiful parish of Portland, Jamaica. My parents are well off financially, given both of them do jobs that pay really well. We live in a three-story house in the western part of the parish and our parish is known for its beautiful beaches, calmness, nature and we can't forget the food, especially the local spot that people from all around the world love to go to, the Boston Jerk House.
Spotting Kelvin's beat-up 1897 Nissan pick-up truck, I checked my surroundings, just to make sure no one was watching me. I entered the truck. Kelvin looks good in a navy blue suit which we picked up from the thrift store in town. Kelvin is not coming from a good family background. So things have always been hard for him. I offered to buy him a new suit but he told me no and I think the reason for this is not Kelvin, he has partially been on his own since he was ten years old. I was so lost in thought I didn't realize that Kelvin was saying something.
"Babe, you look so damn good, I could eat you alive."
"Thank you, babe. You look good too."
"I can't wait to get you alone later."
" Me too."
Leaning across to the driver's seat, our lips met and it is the best feeling ever to kiss Kelvin. His lips were soft and tentative at first before the kiss got real hot and demanding. Kelvin's right hand was gripping me at the nape of my neck and his left hand was right at the side of my breast. When Kelvin's tongue entered my mouth, our tongues twisted and tangled together in a game of their own. Kelvin groaned and pulled back from the kiss. Breathing heavily with his eyes filled with lust. We have been going out for over a year and we have never had s*x because Kelvin always pulls back before things get too intense. Which is very frustrating for me because I have been more than ready. Because how can I resist Kelvin? With his ocean blue eyes, dark complexion, black curly hair, and his six-foot frame with all those packs, eight to be exact, because he works out a lot.
"Babe, that was hot. I can't stop kissing you."
"Me too babe. My body tingles in some places when you kiss me like that. All possessive and sexy."
"I am possessive and one place on my body gets very hard when I just look at you."
"Well, I will most definitely take care of that one part later."
"I can't wait. Let's get going. The quicker we arrive, the faster we can leave for the hotel."
"Funny babe, you crack me up sometimes."