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"Can you believe the nerve of that girl?" I groan slumping into a seat in math class
"What girl? What are you talking about Luis?" I look up to see Charlie standing over me with a puzzled look on his face and Banks beside looking almost the same
"Oh wait, you're talking about Tricia aren't you?" Banks sighs knowingly
"She called me a stupid Mexican." I tell them
"It was dumb, poverty stricken Mexican, thank you." I hear her voice coming from behind me and turn to find her walking through the door with Portman, Fulton and two other guys from the football team, Mark Cross and Paul Daimler. So having an ethnic background makes you not good enough for her, but being a complete idiot like Paul and Mark is allowed.
I roll my eyes and suppress my rage as she smiles at Banks.
"Hey Adam, it's been a while, you're looking good."
"You too Tricia, you've changed." He says back to her
"No I haven't, however your choice in friends certainly has." Why does she look directly at me when she says that?
"Class please take your seats." Mr. Brimley cleared his throat from the front of the room
As the Bash Brothers take their seats behind me, I began to wonder if being homosexually was against her believes. She seems awfully buddy-buddy with Fulton and Portman. I make a mental note to find out about that before turning my attention the to the teacher.
"Hey Mendoza." I hear a voice as I'm exiting the classroom, I turn to stare directly into a pair of icy eyes
"Tricia." I mutter
"TJ." She chides "Anyway, I was thinking we've gotta work on this project, despite the fact you are who you are, we do have to work together. Can you come by my room later. I mean if you can find it." She smiles at her own joking rudeness
She has a beautiful smile, her teeth are perfectly white and straight and she has these dimples. I don't know if I want to kiss her or smack her. Well I can't smart her because she's a girl but go with me on this.
"I dunno TJ, I guess I could, since that was less insulting then most of the things you've said to me. What time?"
"I've got football practice and I'm sure you have hockey practice so let's say five."
"Fine, see ya later." I say turning to head to my next class
After practice I showered quickly and headed over to the girls dorms to meet up with TJ. It was funny, I've walked down those halls before, many times heading to spend some time with a gorgeous girl, alone in her room. But never ever had it been to see a girl that actually hated me. They usually hate me after I leave but never while I'm on the way there.
I knock a few times and hear nothing on the other side, I'm about to go back to my room when the door swings open.
"Oh it's you? Come in." She sighs
I push past her and sit crossed legged on the floor by her bed. She curls up on it then finishes under it for a notebook. She's changed since the last time I saw her, her brown hair loose for the first time and the cotton shorts she has on shows off her long slender legs nicely. I want to tell you if she was a nicer girl, if she was as draw to me as I am to her, I'd be ripping off her clothes right now.
"Don't look at me like that?" She snaps
Oh this is going to be one long night.
"Can you believe the nerve of that girl?" I groan slumping into a seat in math class
"What girl? What are you talking about Luis?" I look up to see Charlie standing over me with a puzzled look on his face and Banks beside looking almost the same
"Oh wait, you're talking about Tricia aren't you?" Banks sighs knowingly
"She called me a stupid Mexican." I tell them
"It was dumb, poverty stricken Mexican, thank you." I hear her voice coming from behind me and turn to find her walking through the door with Portman, Fulton and two other guys from the football team, Mark Cross and Paul Daimler. So having an ethnic background makes you not good enough for her, but being a complete idiot like Paul and Mark is allowed.
I roll my eyes and suppress my rage as she smiles at Banks.
"Hey Adam, it's been a while, you're looking good."
"You too Tricia, you've changed." He says back to her
"No I haven't, however your choice in friends certainly has." Why does she look directly at me when she says that?
"Class please take your seats." Mr. Brimley cleared his throat from the front of the room
As the Bash Brothers take their seats behind me, I began to wonder if being homosexually was against her believes. She seems awfully buddy-buddy with Fulton and Portman. I make a mental note to find out about that before turning my attention the to the teacher.
"Hey Mendoza." I hear a voice as I'm exiting the classroom, I turn to stare directly into a pair of icy eyes
"Tricia." I mutter
"TJ." She chides "Anyway, I was thinking we've gotta work on this project, despite the fact you are who you are, we do have to work together. Can you come by my room later. I mean if you can find it." She smiles at her own joking rudeness
She has a beautiful smile, her teeth are perfectly white and straight and she has these dimples. I don't know if I want to kiss her or smack her. Well I can't smart her because she's a girl but go with me on this.
"I dunno TJ, I guess I could, since that was less insulting then most of the things you've said to me. What time?"
"I've got football practice and I'm sure you have hockey practice so let's say five."
"Fine, see ya later." I say turning to head to my next class
After practice I showered quickly and headed over to the girls dorms to meet up with TJ. It was funny, I've walked down those halls before, many times heading to spend some time with a gorgeous girl, alone in her room. But never ever had it been to see a girl that actually hated me. They usually hate me after I leave but never while I'm on the way there.
I knock a few times and hear nothing on the other side, I'm about to go back to my room when the door swings open.
"Oh it's you? Come in." She sighs
I push past her and sit crossed legged on the floor by her bed. She curls up on it then finishes under it for a notebook. She's changed since the last time I saw her, her brown hair loose for the first time and the cotton shorts she has on shows off her long slender legs nicely. I want to tell you if she was a nicer girl, if she was as draw to me as I am to her, I'd be ripping off her clothes right now.
"Don't look at me like that?" She snaps
Oh this is going to be one long night.