It was two months into my second year at Andrias High School and I knew all the usual groups. Nodding to a few as I passed them. Refraining from eye contact with those I favored less.
My friends Trudy and Janine were tight to my side as I walked down the center of the hall. It wasn’t unusual for boys to stare. My blonde hair reached to the bottom of my ass.
Which was about where my cream-colored skirt ended.
I wore a belly baring t-shirt with a ‘v’ cut. My usual ruby lipstick brightening my features and drawing more than one intrigued eye.
But I was all eyes for my off again/on again, Tommy who was one of the best players on the football team. And certainly, my favorite.
But Tommy had been playing hard to get lately.
Though he always circled back to me.
I passed him wh
