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High School Girls

... isn't it." Joe extended his hand, and Darren gave him the glasses, impelled by the honest, appraising look on his face. Joe took the glasses, and simply studied them as an interesting problem to be fixed. "You can't just let this keep happening, Darren!" Sam cried. Sam, on the other hand, was a meddler, quick to anger, but fiercely loyal. In older days, Sam had bullied Darren much as Mike bullied him now. The difference was that Sam and Darren had been ten, not nearly 18, and those encounters had actually grown into an honest friendship. The thought of being friends with Mike made Darren want to puke. "I don't want to talk about it, Sam! I appreciate that you're trying to help, but it won't matter. In less than two weeks he's just going to be a bad memory, anyhow!" School was ending, the end of their final year. Sam fumed and Darren punched him on the shoulder. "Don't worry about that jerk, Sam. We've got other things to worry about. Final exams, and getting our diplomas." "I still think you should stand up to him. You did to me, way back when." Joe had pulled out his small toolkit, and soon handed Darren's glasses back to him. "There. That resin should hold until I can solder the frame." "Thanks Joe. Double rainbow all the way!" They chuckled at the reference. Darren drew comfort from their concern and their friendship, but knew it was not in his nature to stand up to anyone. He had always wondered why he had finally decided to stand up to Sam. Maybe it was kismet. "C'mon, ...

... school's starting. Let's go." They entered into the school, reluctantly leaving the sun outside. Summer was starting and the days were getting warmer. *** "Remember guys, tonight it's Prince of Persia!" Joe groaned. "You know it's gonna suck. It's another fucking video- game retread." He took another big bite of his burger. "Uh-uh. I heard it's actually pretty good," Sam muttered off-handedly, staring across the cafeteria. Joe followed his gaze, half-knowing what he would see. Amy Feldman, of course. Sam had been lusting after her for the better part of the year. And why wouldn't he, he thought, chewing slowly. She was very pretty, quite sexy. She had a strong face, sharp nose, and those shoulder- length blonde locks threaded through with beads and plaits made her stand out from the other girls. Her body wasn't bad either - trim and athletic, small pert boobs and just enough hip and ass to stop her from being a board. Sam's far-off gaze was not lost on Darren either. "Jeez Sam, let it go already! You asked - twice! The first time she let you down easy. The second time should have been a huge hint!" Sam winced. The memory of Amy scornfully calling him 'thick' was still painful. He wasn't thick, he thought resentfully. He just wanted to make sure. Unfortunately, the second time made it very clear that she wasn't interested in him. Life's unfair, he thought as he jabbed a french fry into a gob of ketchup. They would be good together. She was smart, and showed it frequently in ...