So who's grave was that you were at?" Connor asked quietly as they continued down the road to the Mylin's home.

"My sister's. " Chase cleared his throat. " She was killed by a drunk driver... In broad daylight."

"I'm sorry, man. " Connor patted chase's shoulder comfortingly.

"Thanks Connor."

They walked to Chase's home in pleasant conversation, and when they entered the Mylin household, were greeted warmly. It had been years since someone had greeted Connor like that and he was so emotional already that it sent him into tears again.

"Oh dear! What's the matter!" Mrs. Mylin rushed to his side.

"His wrist is broken. He fell at the graveyard. Hit it pretty bad. Where's Dad at?" Chase quickly lied for the unaware Connor and disappear into the house. "Dad?" He called.

"Come, come, dear. What's your name?" Chase's mother rushed to his side and hugged him to her bosom without further injuring him.

"Connor Teegs, Ma'am. " He sniffed.

"Well, Connor Teegs, my husband is gonna take good care of you. Don't you fret. "

Mr. Mylin entered the room carrying all the makings for a cast. "Here, son. Lemme help you. "

"Thank you, sir. "

Connor watched and grimaced in pain as Mr. Mylin and Chase bandaged his broken wrist, but smiled gratefully at it when they were done.

"Thank you!" Connor exclaimed.

"You're welcome, son. Do you have somewhere to go for the night?... Because you could always stay here a night. " Offered Chase's father.

"Thank you sir!" Nodded Connor and followed Chase up to his room.

"Whoa. " Breathed Connor when he saw Chase's room.

The boy had a double bed, huge closet, a mahogany desk, a fish tank and a television. There was a box attached to it that Connor had only seen on tv and in boxes in store windows.

His jaw dropped and he collapsed to his knees in front if it.

"Is that the new Super-Nintendo?"

"Yah man. Dad picked it up last night. Want to play?"

Connor and his new friend CHase dropped to thier knees infront of the television and played video-games well into the night.

After that night, Connor spent every almost waking hour with the Mylin Family. He'd get up and go over for breakfast before school and he's stay until dark, before he slinked home to an unconscious Hal.

Together, the boys played football and went to parties and took similar classes all the way through high school.

Connor took his beatings, slowly growing stronger and more resiliant. His football body made weak spots harder to find, so Hal used a stick now, roughly resembling a bat, to beat his son.

Years later, Cahse and Connor were 16, and soaring through life. He lived at Chase's house most days, not even bothering to go home. They went to parties and drank and found girls, hooking up mindlessly, and lived like teenage gods. Being a first string football player made them top of the market for all the broads in town.

Then there was Kely Sharp. She died her hair a smokey auburn and never wore any make-up. She probably weighed over 140 lbs.

In Connor's eyes, she was a dork. A geek, an untouchable. His social status deemed unworthy of even eye-contact but despite all that the Phylum of high school decreed; he was extremely attracted to her. He came face to face with Kely one afternoon by chance when he was on his way to Chase's truck. They were skipping third, because they felt that today's particular Geography lesson wasn't worth their time. Slipping into the leather jacket that Chase had gotten him for his 17th birthday last year, he swooped around the corner and collided with Kely.

"Whoa!" Kely lost her balance, but before she could fall, Connor caught her hand. He gripped her right and raised her to her full height.
"I'm so sorry, Kely."
"That's okay Connor, though now I've felt first hand what our football team depends on." She smiled. "On your way out, I see?" She glanced semi disapprovingly at his jacket, and lack of school supplies.
"Oh... Uh.. Yah. Chase and I were going to grab some grub. Care to join?"
Kely just laughed. "I wouldn't dare miss school. Plus; I've got Bio next, and that's my favourite. We're dissecting pig foetuses in the next unit. " She looked oddly pleased with the idea, while it made Connor's stomach turn.
"Oh. Well, I guess I'll see you later then." Connor's crystal blue eyes met her enchanting green ones.
"Yah, totally."

He continued walking, then paused. "Kely?"
"Yes?"
"There's a game tonight... If you felt like coming out." Connor had never felt nervous because of a girl before. He swallowed hard and pitied normal guys, this is what they felt like all the time.
"If I can..." and Kely disappeared down the stairs.

****
Connor and Chase left for lunch, but returned for P.E as a warm-up before football that night.

Connor didn't tell Chase about Kely. If people found out, it would make him look bad. Just last week, he and the head cheerleader, Amber Scott had gotten to third base under the bleachers whilst skipping second. He was a ladies-man, but it was usually the size 2, blonde bombshell ladies, not girls like Kely.

They won the game, 21-nothing, and the after party was at Amber's house, which was really a mansion. Her father was the town judge and made a ton of money.

When they pulled up in Chase's '89 Ford truck, there was music erupting from every open window and there were intoxicated kids pouring from every entrance. As they walked up the lawn, there were bundles of drunk couples making out or throwing up.
"Ha. " Connor scoffed. "Lightweights. " He glanced at his watch. "It's only 10."
Chase smiled and entered the house. Connor followed and smiled upon seeing his fellow peers indulging.

"HEY!" There was an outbursts from the group of partiers at the door. "IT'S OUR WINNING DUO!" The whole house cheered, and Teegs high-fived his best-friend.

"Dude," Connor leaned in to talk into Chase's ear. "Those girls are TOTALLY checking you out.'' He nodded toward a blonde girl and her olive toned friend. They were pressing their bodies close together, each with a drink on their hands, their lips swollen from kissing, probably each other.

"Yaaah!" He cheered quietly and low-fived Connor before addressing the horny,drunk girls.

Connor made his way to the kegs and booze. Grabbing a Coors, Connor sauntered around the house, passing couples making out and dancing. There was a ton of people swimming in the massive pool out back and the food table was being devoured. He sifted through the throng of people and made it up the stairs, his eyes searching the party for Kely's face.

Then he saw her.

She was wearing a flowing white top that exposed the majority of her back,and boobs, with dark denim jeans. She had simple black flats on and her hair was straight, As she walked into the party, she ran her fingers through it nervously.

Connor smiled and ran down to meet her. "Hey. " Connor's eye sparkled as they met hers. The green shone enticingly.
"Sup?" Her tone was overly casual, although the way she kept ringing her hands said otherwise.
"Just got here... " He looked to her empty hands. "Want a drink?"
"Sure." She smiled sweetly and followed him into the kitchen, to the steel tub of ice with the girly drinks in it. "Mike's Hard and Smirnoff coolers..?"
Kely looked at the options he gave her, then turned to the fridge. It was packed with beers, but she didn't seem to have any interest She closed it . "Thanks, " She said sarcastically. "but I'm good." she slipped her hand into her shirt, down her bra and grabbed an electric green flask. She twirled the cap open and swigged it back.

"What's in there?"

"Real alcohol. " she offered it his way. Connor took it from her, chuckling as he lifted it to his lips. Before it hit them, the smell did. The sickening stench of whiskey wafted down his throat and he stopped.

"Oh. That stuffs just poison. " He shook his head and handed the flask back to Kely without sipping it.
Flashes of Hal with his bear sized fists coming down upon his body ravaged his mind and he shook his head.

"Come on. Let's dance!" She downed the last of her travel flask and grabbed Connor's hand. The alcohol gave her a dash of spontaneity and when they got to the floor, she went right up and changed the song that was playing.

She put on a dance tune with a wicked beat and instinctively pressed the back of her body to the front of his. In a snuggling motion, she found the perfect position for their bodies and then started grinding against Connor to the beat. He was taken back by her confidence, but it attracted him to her all the more.

She was crazy. For 20 minutes straight, Connor ground with her. She dipped and tucked and bucked and rolled against Connor's body, and within minutes he was rock solid. She giggled every time she felt his manhood, depending on their positions.

Eventually, they danced face to face with their bodies moulding together. Kely was straddling his thigh, and whilst grinding, Connor was pulling her body towards him in a rocking movement from his grip on her ass. She sighed delightedly as they danced among the small crowd on the dance floor.

Her head was on his shoulder or pressed against Connor's while they dance, but slowly she raised her head. They're eyes met and he smiled at her.
"Hey..."
As a response, she flitted her eyes from his eyes to his lips, licking her own and breathing shallow. He slowed their pace, and her hips lined up with his, so that she could feel his boner pressing against her. He leaned his head in toward her and their noses bumped. Then they closed the gap.

It was a romantic kiss, the way all first kisses are imagine to be. The fact that Kely was pretty buzzed cancelled out all the awkwardness. Their lips drifted over one another's gently at first, then real contact was made. Kely slid her tongue across Connor's bottom lip and he returned the gesture by shoving his tongue into her mouth. This ignited a flame in her and they pushed each other off the dance floor as if they were the only ones there, bodies still pressed together.

They backed into a wall, and Connor pushed her against her hips, nonchalantly rolling his hips into her, stimulating them both.

Kely took the hint, and pushed back on his chest. "Let's find somewhere..." She pushed her hips against his, and he returned the pressure, driving her mad with the feeling it gave her.
"Gladly. "

They weaved through the throng of horny, drunk teenagers and made their way to the upstairs rooms. The master bedroom was locked, and Amber's room too. There were 3 spare bedroom, and all but the last were occupied.

"In here." Connor pulled Kely into the room and it was only then that he realized how nervous he was. His heart was beating rapidly and his palms had begun to sweat. He looked at Kely's curvy body and his erection pressed harder against his pants, He swallowed a lump in his throat.

She ran her fingers through her hair and looked around. "Damn, Amber's loaded." The room had authentic Greek art and potted orchids decorating it, with a large full length mirror and an armoire that looked like it was from the 16th century in the corner.

"Yah..." Connor had to agree, but to him; everyone was loaded. He grew up with nothing. Just an abusive father and a sick mother. Shaking his head to get back to where he was, he grabbed Kely's head and kissed her. She reached up and threaded her fingers through his hair, tugging it rhythmically.

She slipped off her shoes and reached over to shut the light off, without breaking the suction Connor now had on her neck. Making sure the door was locked, Kely's pulled off the jacket Connor had on, raking her hands down his arms. She tugged off his tee-shirt next, undoing to buttons to find that he wore nothing underneath.

His hands were coddling her lower back, his rough skin against the soften of her skin. He kissed her, and pulled her blouse off, over her head. It floated to the floor before his hands started on her breasts.
Kely's breathing was frantic and her hands moved quickly, undoing and dropping his pants, then hers to. Stepping out of them, she kicked them aside and dropped to her knees.