I was always hanging out with Mary, and now so was he, so we got to know each other pretty well. I would even sneak him into my house when Mary spent the night and he would sleep between us, sneaking out early in the morning to ride his skateboard home.
Mary lost her virginity to Malcolm. She called me that night to let me know. She said she didn’t really feel any different and actually it wasn’t that big of a deal. But I felt a little smaller or childish in comparison. I was eager to join the big leagues. We did everything together, and I was sad that we now had this seemingly huge disparity between us.
Of course I was a little jealous of Mary. I was certainly attracted to Malcolm, and I desperately longed for teenage love. But what I really wanted was my own boyfriend.