Hey, this story is about Katie McClure. She's fictional, any relation to anyone real is a coincidence, you know the drill!

Katie lives in Bellevue Hill, Sydney. Her parents are lawyers and make a fortune, but don't spend much time with her. Katie has been a bit off the rails for a while (no drugs, but drinking, and sex with people she hardly knows etc), and when she discovers she's pregnant, things change a lot for her.


"Hey, are you coming?"

"Yeah, just give me a sec."

I checked my hair in the mirror one more time before running downstairs behind my best friend, Elena.

"Just a sec, I just have to say goodbye to my parents," I said, rolling my eyes.

Elena rolled hers back.

"Okay, but hurry up, Jesse's waiting." She said. I ran into my kitchen where my parents were sitting.

"Bye mum, bye dad!" I said and gave them a kiss on the cheek each.

"Bye," they said, without looking up.

Before leaving the house, I grabbed the plastic bag I'd hidden in the closet by the door, then I walked out with Elena.

Elena's boyfriend Jesse was waiting for us in his car.

"Hey," I said when I got in.

"Hey, Kate." He said to me, kissing Elena on the cheek as she got in.

"Let's go," Kate said, grinning.

As soon as we had left out driveway, I pulled off my jeans and took out the denim mini skirt I had put in the plastic bag.

"Geez ,do you mind not getting changed here?" Elena said, rolling her eyes

"Sorry!" I said sarcastically.

Sometimes Elena can be such a goody-goody. She used to tag after me at parties making sure I was "OK" (god, I can look after myself!) but she's stop doing that. I think sometimes she doesn't approve of the stuff I do, but that's because she's a rich snob. True, I happen to be part of a rich family too, but she's such a snob. She and Jesse haven't slept together yet because she wants to "wait". Please. Oh well, we're still best friends, even if she is really annoying sometimes.

I pulled off my polo shirt so I was wearing the black singlet top I had hidden underneath it. I took off my "conservative shoes" as I called them and stuck on some Havaianas. I pulled out my hair band and shook my head so my straight hair was loose.

"'Scuse" I said, leaning into the front and looking in the rear view mirror. I pulled out my eyeliner and carefully put it on.

"Hurry up Kate, I got to use that mirror."

"Okay, Okay, I'm finished, alright?" I said, sitting back.

It took us a while to get to Mosman, but we finally arrived. Once we found somewhere in the street to park we got out. I grabbed my handbag and we walked up to the house.

Parties are a way of life for me. There's always someone with rich parents throwing a party when they're out of town. I go nearly every week without fail.

We went inside the house. The music was pumping and there were people everywhere.

"I'll get you girls a drink." Jesse said. He disappeared into the crowd.

"Hey sexy," someone whispered in my ear. I turned around to see Dylan Maroon, the hottest guy ever who goes to the prestigious private boys school down the road from my own prestigious private girls school.

"Hey yourself," I said, putting on my sexiest smile.

"What's happening?" he asked.

"Oh you know, not much." I replied.

"Hey Kate," Jesse said as he emerged from the crowd, "Here you go."

He passed me a drink. I gave him a look that said "leave now". He took Elena's hand. I saw her roll her eyes as they walked away.

"So," I said, turning back to Dylan, "What about you?"

"What about me?"

"What's happening?"

"Oh," he said, grinning, "Not much either."

He ran his hand through his hair. All I could think about was how bloody hot he was.

I downed my drink quickly.

"Wanna dance?" he asked.

"Sure," I said, and let him take my hand as we walked towards the "dance floor".

"Here," he said, grabbing 2 beers as we passed a drinks table, "For the princess."

"Thanks," I said, and opened the top.

"Dare you to scull it," he said.

"Okay I will."

I put the bottle to my mouth and started gulping it down. Everyone around me started cheering as I drank it in about 10 seconds.

"Another?" he asked.

I grabbed the other bottle and sculled that too.

"Now," I said, as the clapping and cheers died away, "Let's dance."

The room was dark, but lights near the DJ flashed bright colours around the room. I put my arms around Dylan's neck and pressed close to him. We swayed to the music as he kissed my neck and shoulders. I was getting warmer. We pressed our pelvises together.

"Fuck," he whispered in a desperate voice, "C'mon, lets go upstairs."

We pashed as we gradually made our way up the stairs. We found a room and he ripped my singlet top off as soon as he had shut the door.

I unhooked my bra and he sucked my nipples, one at a time while I undid the zip of his jeans.

"Fuck me," he whispered.

As soon as our clothes were off we were on the ground.

I've had sex many, many times. I lost my virginity when I was 12. After a bit of oral, we had sex. With a final thrust at the end Dylan came at the same time as I did, and our worn out bodies pressed against each other.

"Oh shit," he said, out of breath, "I heard you were good, but that was like heaven."

"If you're good, you might get some more." I said, biting on his ear gently as he slipped out of me.

"You're such a slut," Elena said to me later that night, as we lay in her bedroom.

"Thanks a lot."

"Well come on Katie, god, how many guys has it been now?"

"Um – I've lost count."

"You know, eventually guys are going to want more than sex. They'll want to go out with you, then what? You'll screw other people behind their backs?"

Yeah right, I thought, as if guys don't want sex. Shows how much she knows.

"If I fall in love with someone I might be loyal to them and only them. But hey, I'm 15 okay, I'm just having fun."

"Yeah well, your choice. But you know what? One day you're going to regret it. I sort of preferred the Katie you used to be. Before high school."

"She's gone. I was a little goody-goody. That's not for me."

"You were nicer then," She said, "Goodnight."

I had a feeling she was a bit pissed off because she didn't say anything not even when I said goodnight back to her. She didn't know anything. In year 6 I was a smart-arse. Even though we went to different schools, we stayed friends, but she stayed the same. I changed for the better, more mature. If my new friends from high school hadn't found me, who knows what I would have ended up being like! Probably a frigid, goody-goody snob like Elena.


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