7. My First Time, Part 1
Sara
I have Dante lying on my bed, watching celebrity gossip on his phone. It's something I haven't been able to get him to stop doing.
"It can't be. This man is an i***t". I hear him complain. He likes those reality shows, and even though I tell him not to waste his time, he doesn't listen to me.
"Stop watching that unproductive stuff." I say to him while I'm on my laptop, searching for information.
"And how do you know they're not productive? Who knows? Maybe someday this information will be useful to you". I roll my eyes. How could what they say there be useful to me?
"I'm going to pretend you didn't say anything. I repeat, those things aren't important." I stop paying attention to my friend and focus on what I'm searching for.
"Okay, fine". He throws his
