****GRAPHIC*****Before I start this discussion I would like to let everyone know that it is slightly graphic and should not be read if it will "trigger" your emotions... I just need help figuring this out...

I just graduated high school and this incident happened about two years ago during sophomore year. I was in band and I played the trumpet. There were many trumpet players in the band, but here was one trumpet player and he did not like me very much for some reason and would call me all sorts of names all the time (things like slut, etc...). He never played his instrument and he never marched with the band because I guess he had gang green in his toe? The only reason why he was in band was because he needed something to fill first period because he could not play football that season because of the gang green. Either way that did not prevent him from playing his instrument VERY badly (when he actually played). I don't even know why he chose band. He hated it and everyone in it from day one! That May we went on a trip one Saturday to do a field show competition near Vinita, Oklahoma and when you got done at the concession stands you could go to the bus or watch the other bands. I didn't want anything and I didn't like watching the other bands so I went to the bus and sat down, having a nap in mind. I pulled off my uniform pants and pulled on my skirt. I was about to change my shirt but stopped when Brandon (gang green guy) comes trudging down the hill and gets on the bus and it's just me and him. I knew that I should probably leave because I didn't see anyone else coming back. He of course starts in on me before I could get up and I just got tired of it so I said something about how he was lazy and disgusting. I guess that made him overly angry for some reason (perhaps he was sensitive about his disgustingness) and he got in my face and started yelling at me. While doing so he slapped the side of my bus seat so hard that I actually flinched. He then said that I was asking for it. Asking for what? I didn't want to stick around and find out and I certainly didn't want him to know that I was scared so I calmly stood up and turned to leave. He grasped my band uniform shirt which was already unbuttoned and pulled me back. I had unbuttoned it when I got to the bus as I was wearing a little tank under it. I wriggle from the uniform shirt and left the bus quickly. At that time I saw my friend Blake coming down the hill to the bridge. Green toe guy was following me off the bus! What in the world is wrong with high school boys?! I hopped off the steps of the bus and rounded the front of it all while he was still trying to get me to stop. I started down the hill by the bus that went down into a dry creek bed with pebbles in it because that was where Blake was going. Blake met another friend, Chuck, under the bridge about 10,000ft away maybe and I could see them out of the corner of my eye so I wasn't really scared anymore. However, Blake lit a cigarette, passed it to Chuck and before they caught sight of me were ducked behind some rocks smoking. Surely Mr. Gang Green wouldn't try to hurt me when people are close by. When I got down the hill and into the creek bed just at the edge of the bridge by some shrubbery, I turned around to him and asked him why he was yelling at me when I did nothing to him and he grabbed ahold of me and threw me to the ground, sat on top of me, grabbed my arms and said quietly "I should just rape you." Who says that?! ( I hate these stupid memories but I was told that it helped to write about it) I was so scared that I didn't know what to do! I just laid there and blankly stared at him. I didn't know how to respond to that. I just said over and over that I was sorry. The next thing I knew he had pulled up my skirt and ripped my panties trying to pull them to the side! Oh my gosh! This was certainly not the way I had pictured I would lose my virginity. I started to scream but he pushed his hand over my mouth. I started punching him in the chest, and I was so pathetic that I wasn't even hurting him! He unbuttoned his shorts and the next thing I know he was inside me. I tried to scream again and Blake and Chuck must have heard because he stopped mid-thrust and turned to see them staring from afar. His face was all sweaty and sweat dripped from his forehead onto my lips. I wanted to puke more than ever right then, but I didn't. He looked back at them and he said "You guys should help me hold her!" Blake yelled at him to get off of me now before him and Chuck kicked his butt (only in not so nice words). They started running toward us and he got off of me, buttoned up his pants, and stood up. He then told the boys he was just joking around about holding me down and said that him and I were just "having some fun." Chuck looked at green toe and said "What the hell is your problem man!?" Green toe just rolled his eyes, said some profanities and walked away. He then walked up the hill, picked up his cell and disappeared. Blake helped me up and I asked me if I was okay. I had grass stains and dirt on my skirt and legs. I quickly combed my fingers through my hair, fixed my skirt, and straightened up. I told them it was my fault, that nothing actually happened and that I was sorry and asked them to never tell anyone about it. It took all the strength I had in me not to cry. I never told anyone else about it either. I'm good without talking about it, but every once in a while I will recall the incident. It kind of makes me have this sick feeling in my stomach and goose bumps. I went to Planned Parenthood later to make sure that I wasn't pregnant or had an STD, but I didn't tell them I was hurt by someone...

I guess my question is; is it rape if he was only inside of me for maybe a minute and only got to thrust a few times? Am I still a virgin after that? Do I really have to count that as the first time I had sex?