OFF LIMITS CAPTAIN

Ellie. I will lose my virginity tonight, and I’m excited. It was the night of my 19th birthday, and I was not excited. For one thing, tonight Kyle would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Kyle and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under the wrap so far, frankly I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away. He was one of the most popular and handsome boys in college, and is on the hockey team, but he kept insisting that we wait for the right time to make the relationship public. “I want to save our relationship for a special night, baby,” he told me. I had been asking when we would make our relationship public, but he was right. It was a good decision to wait for the right time, I was ready to lose my virginity. As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself I felt confident that Kyle would announce our relationship tonight. I picked out a special lingerie set, which I wore under my outfit, I would finally have s*x I was ready to lose my virginity. Aside from the lingerie, which was a sexy red set that I picked out at a mall a couple of days before the party I was wearing a shirt that showed off my thighs and curves, and makeup that I would wear normally. I wasn't comfortable wearing this as I usually wore jeans and hoodies, but Joslyn and Judy insisted I dress up tonight. My black hair was the only thing I kept the same about my looks. I always wore my hair in the same style with two pony tails. Most people called it childish but it always stood out, and I loved it. “You look so hot Ellie,” Judy said as I walked out of the room, “The guys at the party are going to be all over you.” I didn't say anything about Kyle. Even my best friends and roommates didn't know about our relationship. Joslyn looked at her phone and took another swig of her beer. "Everyone should be here any minute," she said in her low, sultry voice. She was the ideal "goth girl" on campus, which was a stark contrast to Judy's bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in carrying cases of beer and whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Judy cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Joslyn walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone. She really only ever came to parties for the alcohol and weed. The room was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting drunk and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the beer pong table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played drinking games, and smoked on the balcony. A while into the party, Kyle finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the beer pong table and joined the game. During a lull in the game. I sent Kyle a text: "Well? Are we going to announce it?" I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn't even know me. "Are you okay?" Judy said, coming over to me with an extra beer in her hand for me. I shrugged and finished off the last of my beer. "I'm just not much of a partier, that's all," I said. Judy pursed her lips and handed me the other beer. "You just need a little liquid courage, that's all!" she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my beer and frowned. Judy was right, but beer wasn't going to cut it — not with how Kyle was treating me tonight. "How about vodka?" I said. Judy's eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. "Hey everyone!" she shouted. "The birthday girl wants shots!" By my fifth shot, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where | splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Kyle. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn't even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Kyle. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn't anywhere to be found. "Hey, have you seen Kyle?" I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door I wished that I had just stayed away. Kyle was in my bed, but he wasn't alone. He was with another girl. I recognized her immediately from her platinum blonde hair and thin body….. it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together in my bed, Kyle's pants pulled down and Lisa's panties on the floor as they had s*x in my bed. "What the f**k!" I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Kyle and Lisa sat up in my bed, Kyle looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. "Ellie, it's not what it looks like," he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk and pulled her panties on, smoothing down her small skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Kyle in shock and disbelief. Kyle stammered as he tried to explain himself. "I'm so sorry, I-" "Kyle..." I interrupted, my voice shaking. "We. Are. Done." Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the room with Judy and Joslyn calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself, until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass of rum and Coke, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and "Where are you?!?" texts from Judy and Joslyn, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig of my drink and cursing to myself. "Yeah, I hate my phone, too," a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and had curly brown hair, and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. "I hate everything right now," | said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. "How come?" The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization, this was Nathan, Kyle's hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl's dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me.