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    The Best Year of Our lives – (Chapter: Chapter One: Your Not Carmen….)

    Hair? Check.

    Make-up? Check.

    Push-up bra? Check.

    Thong? Check.

    House to ourselves? Check.

    Sexy trenchcoat to cover it all up? Check.

     

    As I stood in front of the mirror, mentally going through my checklist, I became nervous. I wanted everything to be perfect. My parents went on a “romantic getaway” this weekend, so I have the house to myself. Just me…

     

    And Carmen. It was going to be perfect. I mean, we had been together for about a month now, but we haven’t had sex yet. I guess I just wasn’t ready all those times in her room during our hot make-out sessions. I kept thinking about Ashley and how much I miss her. But now, I just have Carmen and her perfect, sexy body on my mind.

     

    I take a deep breath before stepping out of my bedroom door and into the hallway. As I slowly descend the stairs, the butterflies in my stomach are going crazy and I’m just so anxious.

     

    And then I see that Carmen is not in my living room.

     

    Ashley is.

     

    My jaw drops and my mind wanders. Where did Carmen go? I told her to be here at 6. And when someone knocked on the door, I just told them to come in. I thought it was Carmen, my sexy girlfriend. And now I’m faced with the girl who broke my heart and still doesn’t know if she wants me or that asshole Aiden.

     

    “Spencer…” She says approaching me.

     

    “Stop.” I cut her off. Does she think she can just walk into my house and expect me to welcome her? “Where’s Carmen?”

     

    “I don’t know.”

     

    “Yes, you do Ashley. What did you say to her?”

     

    “Fine. I told her that I needed to talk to you. Alone.”

     

    “You had no right to do that Ashley. I invited her over, not you.”

     

    “I know, and I’m sorry but I just wanted to finish the conversation we started at the art studio-.”

     

    “That conversation was over Ash. I thought I trusted you again. I guess I was wrong.” My mind flashed back to that night. After weeks of avoiding Ashley, I had finally agreed to talk to her. She told me that she was sorry about what happened and that she still loves me. I told her about how she broke my heart and didn’t know what she wanted. Then she kissed me and I kissed her back. She promised to break up with Aiden, but sure enough, the next day at school, she was making out with him again. I avoided her for days. And now she had kicked Carmen out and was ruining my perfect night.

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