Math Sex Part I

Yes the rumors are all true, I am a math freak. Most of my friends are. My parents pushed me to the limit in school and I thought I was being filled with nothing but math. That all changed when I found out how fun it could be, if you give it half a chance that is.

I'm currently enrolled at the University of Maryland in College Park, Maryland, get it Maryland? Ok I'm really bad at jokes too but that's okay, none of my friends are either. So because I chose to UM my parents said that instead of paying for a dorm room they said, "We're only half an hour away from there so why don't you just stay here?"

Since I don't, and never have had, a job I wouldn't be able to afford the room myself. I have some money saved up but it's pretty insignificant. So I'm still living with my parents and age eighteen, not that that's always a bad thing. After all being the oldest and only daughter means mother daughter shopping sprees and such, plus they buy all the groceries so I just have to put what I need on the list.

But then there are always downsides to living at home, younger siblings being one of the top five. My brother is five years younger than me, meaning he's only thirteen, and in the eighth grade. And staying at home sometimes makes me the insta-sitter. I used to do it when I was younger and I didn't have a choice. But now my parents are going off on 'dates' and automatically thinking that I'm free and can watch him like I used to be able to.

So when I found out that I had to go with him to a party that Saturday night my plans for going out with my friends and doing something stupid were shot, several times, in the heart.

"But Mom he's thirteen already! Why can't he just go by himself?"

"Because there isn't going to be any adult supervision that's why. When you were that age I wouldn't let you go at all because there was no one to go with you. Do you really want your brother to be so left out and humiliated as you supposedly were?" trust you mom to try and make you feel bad about it.

"But I already had plans for this evening. If I were staying at the dorm I wouldn't have to do it, so why should it be any different here?"

"Because this is my house and as long as you're still in my house you will ply by my rules. Now go tell your friends that you have responsibilities at home."

"I wouldn't be in your house if you hadn't made me." I muttered under my breath.

"What was that?"

"Nothing, mom. I'm just getting the phone." I said in mock cheeriness.

"Good, because you only have one brother and when he's all grown up you'll regret not having spent more time with him when he was younger."

"What I regret is not sharing the bed with you and dad on that vacation thirteen years ago. I muttered angrily and I took the phone upstairs. I dialed one of my best friend's numbers.

"Hello?" she answered."

"Hey it's me."

"Oh Tor, it's you! I was hoping you'd call. So how about that road trip this weekend?"

"What road trip?"

"Well a couple of the guys asked if you and I would like to go on a road trip with them for the weekend. Since none of us have classes on Monday it a three day weekend, and we don't have classes in the afternoon on Friday either."

"Uhhhgggg! My mom says I have to go chaperone my brother on Saturday night."

"No! This can't be, how dare she? I'll just have to come over and gas her or something. Why do you have to chaperone? Isn't he like fifteen already?"

"Thirteen and my mom says that because I'm still at home I have to play by her rules, and they include lugging around a snotty thirteen year old to his social functions."

"That's not fair! I mean what's the point of being old enough to move out of the house, if you can't move out of the house? Maybe if you got a job you could dorm here at UM."

"No time, and besides it's a free ride if I stay with my parents. So you just go and have fun this weekend while I sit miserably at an eighth grade party."

"But I can't do that! I'll be the only girl."

"So? I thought you like being the only girl?"

"I do but not always, I mean we'd be sleeping in places and then I'd be by myself, unless I slept with one of the guys, but there will be three of them there together."

"Okay do what you want but don't blame me if you get bored or anything."

"Well unless you get stoned or something at the party how about we go do something on Sunday?"

"Sure unless I have to do the laundry or something. I'll see you at class tomorrow."

"See ya, bye." And we hung up. What a crummy weekend this was turning out to be.

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A/N: so what does it look like? Good bad, soso? Tell me so I know whether to continue or not.