Trevor and the Virgin 2 - Episode 4
by Kayla Parent
The crowd around us goes silent.
All eyes turn our way.
The music screeches off like a bad 80s prom movie.
Or at least, that’s the sound I’m hearing inside my head.
Red-hot fire blooms across my cheeks and down my neck.
I hear giggling.
I see people pointing in my direction.
I dare myself to look over at Tilla…
And her mouth is wide open…
A shocked smile on her painted lips.
Drew, who is standing by the pool…
Backs up a few steps.
As if to distance himself from me.
I slowly bring my gaze back to Trevor.
His face has gone white.
Martha…
I’m sorry.
Before I can even think about responding…
The sound of a ball going into a cup grabs my attention.
Trevor and I both look down…
And then up at Tilla’s smiling face.
Your turn to take something off, Martha.
She looks under the table at my bare feet…
Then laughs nastily.
She gestures to my suit.
What will it be, virgin?
Top or bottom?
Everyone around the table bursts into laughter.
Then people start heckling in the distance.
The heckling turns into a chant.
“Vir-gin!”
“Vir-gin!”
“Vir-gin!”
I turn to Trevor.
His face is an expression of horror and guilt.
My lips thin, and I blink away tears.
What was I thinking agreeing to this game?
What was I thinking even coming here?
I’m absolutely humiliated.
You’re right, Trevor.
About everything.
I don’t belong here.
And I certainly don’t belong with you.
I spin on my heels…
And Deb’s suddenly there…
Grabbing my hand.
We storm through the house…
The chant still ringing in my ears.
All I can think about is getting far, far away.
But Deb suddenly stops us at the front door.
Wait, I don’t think we should leave.
I turn to her, incredulous.
I can’t stay here!
Didn’t you see what just happened?
Can’t you still hear them back there?!
I’ve never been more embarrassed in my whole life!
She grips both my hands tightly.
Why?!
You have nothing to be ashamed of.
Seriously. Who cares if you’re a virgin?!
I shake my head and look away.
I do.
Because now everyone knows.
Now I’ll always be that girl.
“The virgin" on campus.
Deb puts both hands on my shoulders.
The Martha I know came here to have fun.
To do something different.
To push her boundaries.
The Martha I know…
Wouldn’t let anyone get her down.
She’d go back in there…
And show Trevor and everyone else…
That she didn’t care what they thought of her.
Unless…you’re not that Martha?
Do you actually, truly care?
Because then we can walk out this door right now.
I bite my lip…
Considering her words.
Don’t let them define you, Martha.
You get to decide who you want to be.
Huh…
I do, don’t I?
Adrenaline starts pumping through my system.
I may be Martha the virgin…
But I’m also a lot of other things.
I’m more than just my virginity.
…You’re right.
I need to go back in there.
Deb bounces on her feet.
That’s the spirit!
I nod along with her.
Yes, I’m doing this! But this time…
I’m going in there for myself.
Not for anyone else.
This is about me showing ME that I’m brave.
That no one can get me down…
Whether I’m a virgin or not.
I pull her into a hug.
And I’m definitely going to need you there for moral support.
She looks confused.
What do you mean?
What are you going to do?
I flick a finger under my bikini top and grin.
You’ll see.
Do you think you can get the DJ to turn off the music for a second?
Yeah…I think so.
Great.
Let’s go.
I drag her back through the house…
And out the back doors to the party.
Deb and I give each other one last hug…
And then I walk up to the edge of the pool.
I see Trevor off to the left hastily gathering his things.
As if he was planning to follow me.
I see Drew off to the right with his arm around another girl…
And I can’t help but inwardly chuckle.
And then I spot Tilla.
She isn’t looking at me…
So I call her name.
TILLA JAMES!
She spins around.
When she sees it’s me…
She scowls.
And then, as if on cue, the music cuts off.
I nod to myself.
Let’s do this.
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