Chapter 4-1

 

 Reader discretion advised: While I try to keep things PG13, one scene may be inappropriate for younger readers. There isn't any nudity or anything graphic, but there is a scene where sex is implied. 

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Blossom's POV

Holly's little ones have gotten so big! I'm one proud auntie, I love those girls so much. Holly has finally saved enough money to afford her own place so she's moving out tomorrow. I'm going to miss having them around.

I'm finishing up my final year of school, and my birthday is coming up very soon. I can't wait to be done with school and all the bullying that comes with it. 

Because of my giant birthmark that spans most of my body, I'm constantly being picked on by the cool kids at school. It's so frustrating! 

My parents are working a lot, so they hired a guy named Maize to help out around the house. He stays in our spare room, and does whatever is needed around the house like repairs, and cleaning. Kinda like a butler but less formal. 

He's not much older than I am, and I think he is totally hot. I can't help but stare at him when he's going about his business.  I know it's creepy, but I feel an odd attraction to him that I've never felt towards anyone before. Too bad I'm too damn shy to talk to him.

 My birthday finally arrived, and school ended, meaning I have nothing to do during the school hours (until I find a job at least). This also means I've been home alone with Maize. 

One day, I accidentally walked in on him when he was getting out of the shower. Talk about awkward. But that smirk he gave me in that moment, made my heart melt, and I couldn't help but stare.

Blossom: Uh..S-sorry. Didn't mean to intrude.
Maize: Ah, no worries, hun. It happens.

I hurried out of the bathroom. I can't believe that just happened. I just stared at him like an idiot. 
I can't help but think he's into me. Maybe it's just wishful thinking. Or is it? 

 I've been keeping to myself, as to not bother his work. So I busy myself in the studio with my paintings. I'm getting a lot better at it now. One day, Maize comes in to investigate.

Maize: Wow, that's really good.
Blossom: Um...thanks. I've been practicing.
Maize: So, you're Blossom, right? We haven't formally met, so I thought I'd stop in and get to know you a little bit. Is that okay?
Blossom: Yeah, sure. I'd like that.
Maize: So...you're a painter, obviously. Is that what you want to do as a career?
Blossom: Yeah, I'm working on finding a job. It's my passion after all.
Maize: I don't think you'll have any problems finding one. You're really good.
Bloom: Thank you, what about yourself? Besides working for my parents, what are you doing with your life?
Maize: I'm finishing my medical degree. I want to be a doctor some day.
Blossom: That's really cool, you must be really smart.
Maize: *chuckles* If you say so, I don't see myself that way.


He gestures for my hand and I take it.  I know it sounds weird, but my first instinct was to twirl as if we're dancing, and my clumsy self falls over, taking him to the ground with me. I'm so embarrassed. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his waist.

Maize: *laughing* Woah, can't say I expected that.
Blossom: Sorry, my bad. I'm so dumb. 
Maize: No, it's okay, I rather enjoyed that, other than the falling part. You're very pretty. Has anyone told you that?
Blossom: No, never. I was always made fun of in school because of my odd skin discoloration.
Maize: Wow, I didn't even notice, but now that you mention it...
Blossom: What? Now you're gonna change your mind? 
Maize: No, I still think you're beautiful. Who cares about a birthmark, it's not like you can help it.

I feel relieved. This is the first time a boy has ever told me that I'm pretty. He's still laying on top of me from the fall, and I was fine with that. Being here with him just feels so natural, I could be here all day.

Maize: Oh, sorry, let me get off of you. I'm kinda crushing you, aren't I?
Blossom: No, you're fine. I kinda like it, is that weird?
Maize: I don't think so, I liked it to, to be honest. Say...if this isn't too forward to ask, do you want to take this to the bedroom? If you don't want to I understand, but I just feel so attracted to you, like we were meant to be.
Blossom: Yeah, let's go, I'm totally down. I feel that way as well. But is this wrong? I mean you work for my parents. I don't want them to freak out.
Maize: They're not home, and won't be for a while right? So why not? Unless you changed your mind.
Blossom: No, let's do it.


 I lead him to my room, and we lay on the bed. This is it. This is the moment when I give myself over to someone else, to experience the euphoria that comes with sex. And I am so ready.

As I was hoping, it was a wonderful experience. The chemistry the two of us share makes me feel hopeful of a future with this man. I guess I'll see what fate has in store for us. 

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