Fierce by Kelly Osbourne Page A

can’t figure out why. I’ve never been one of those girls who’s walked around and said to some older woman, ‘Hmmm, yeah, I bet I could have your husband.’
    I like young and fresh. I’m not into old, grey and crusty. One of the reasons why some older guys might be attracted to me is because I’ve always been able to speak my mind – I’m way too old for my years. I think they like the idea of having a young girlfriend who can talk to them on the same level – either that or they don’t want someone with saggy tits!
    There was one time when I was nineteen when my dad and I were at a party. We were literally standing there holding hands when this guy in his forties came over and cupped my breasts in his hands. My dad whispered to me, ‘Right, Kelly. That’s it. We’re going home.’ Dad knew he couldn’t do anything about it because it would make matters worse.
    When I was at school, I always attracted the geeks in the older years. It was usually the computer guys. Why? None of the other guys at school found me attractive. I knew that I wasn’t going to find my one and only true love in high school, that’s for sure.
    One thing I really hated about going to school in America was that everyone is divided into groups. You’ve got the cool kids, the rich kids,the jocks, the stoners, the nerds … Me? I would be with the fat kids. Me, Molly and Tali would hang out together and try not to give a shit about the others. I was the only British girl at school, so I did stand out, but I didn’t fancy any of the guys and I hated, hated the way that everyone was judged just because of the group they were in. I didn’t fucking care! I didn’t want to just hang around with people in one group. Who does that?
    Actually, something I’ve always tried to do is to stay friends with everyone. Today I live by the same rule. Adulthood doesn’t stop the petty arguments that can happen between friends, but I always keep well out of them. I don’t want to get involved in other people’s shit. I don’t want to know. If someone wants my advice, fine. But I don’t like the whole ‘He said, she said’ drama. It’s absolute bullshit and I switch off.
    I was never one of those girls who wanted to impress the boys. I didn’t slap on the make-up before school or strut about in the classroom to get some guy’s attention. That just wasn’t me.
    For a long time, and I think it’s because I grew up on the road with my father and a bunch of guys, I used to look at relationships from a male point of view. I had a bit of a man’s approach to going out with someone. Normally, when a couple break up, you would expect the girl to keep calling or be upset – if she wasn’t the one to end it. But the guy would not give a shit. Even if the girl does the dumping, guys tend to have this macho image they want to protect and so try to move on quickly and not show they’re bothered. I was a bit like that. But that all changed when I started to have proper relationships.
    H AVING sex for the first time is not something that should be taken lightly. Speaking from experience, the first time I had sex I really wasn’t ready. I thought I was being grown up, but I’d not thought about all the emotions that went with it.
    My mum has always been honest with me about sex, but not everybody has a mum like mine! If you feel you haven’t got that sort of relationship with your mum and dad, that’s fine too because there are lots of organisations out there who are able to offer advice. You should never feel too embarrassed to ask for help.
    If you’re thinking about having sex for the first time, you need to get the right advice on contraception. A good place to start – and the right place – is fpa (Family Planning Association). It’s their job to give the best advice so don’t feel