Beep. Beep. Beep… damn alarm. God, I hate that thing. I stretch me sleepy form and get out of bed.

Ugh, I hate Mondays. They are seriously hell. I smile thinking about what I'm going to do today. I'm going to finish off Mr. 38, Kyle Delaney. We went out Saturday night. He thinks everything is perfect. But, I'm breaking up with him today. He's actually, really boring. Nice, but boring. He doesn't go out. All he wants to do is stay at home and cuddle. It's sweet, but boring.

I go into the bathroom and get a shower. My normal routine of getting ready was brought to a halt as I was brushing my teeth. Someone knocks on my door. I walk over and open the door, toothbrush in my mouth and a towel wrapped tightly around me, to see Reid 'the sex god of Spenser Academy' Garwin.

"Damn, Riles. Just flaunt yourself why don'tcha?" He says walking inside and laying himself on my bed. I rinse my mouth of toothpaste and look at Reid.

"Damn, Reid. Just make yourself at home why don'tcha?" I say, mocking him.

"Shut up, Morrison. I tired and baby boy won't stop snoring. So I figured I'd pay you a visit and use your bed."

"Why so tired, babe? Long, restless night?" I ask smirking.

"Yes, actually." He says smiling.

I roll my eyes and go back into the bathroom and continue getting ready. "Ahh, so you were working out those muscles for swim practice again. "

I faintly hear him say "Mmhmm."

Minutes later I come back into my room and change, carefully not showing my body off to Reid. Once I get my uniform on, I walk over to him to find him sleeping. I shake my head and finish getting ready.

There's still 45 minutes before classes start, so I go down to the cafeteria to get us some breakfast. God, I feel like a housewife. Ten minutes later, I walk back into my room to see Reid sprawled out over my entire bed. He takes up so much room sleeping. Believe me, if I didn't lay halfway on him, I would fall off the bed from lack of space.

I set the food down and walk over to Reid. I run my fingers through his messy hair. "Reid, get up. I have breakfast."

He sleepily sits up as I hand him some pancakes, bacon and a cup of syrup. I quickly eat me bagel and eggs; occasionally stealing a bite or two of Reid's pancakes.

Thirty minutes later, we walk to our first period, calculus. Oh joy… my favorite class!

An hour and a half later, Reid, Tyler and Caleb are standing at my locker as I switch out my books for my next class, Civics and Economics.

"She won't stop staring at me! I can't even concentrate on trying to concentrate!" Reid explains to Caleb, Tyler and I. He glances around the hallway quickly, as if he's avoiding something… or someone cough…number 35…cough.

"Well Reid, that's what you get for sleeping with Megan. You know she's always liked you." Tyler gives Reid a pat on the shoulder in sympathy.

I laugh at Tyler's comment. "Megan? She's the one you fucked last night? No wonder you're tired. She's the laziest cheerleader on the squad!"

Reid glares at me and Tyler. "Well she was my 35th. Better start your magic Riles. I'm catching up to you." He says smirking.

I roll my eyes and walk away with Caleb. "Yeah, I'll be done with 38 next period, Garwin."

Pogue catches up to me and Caleb as we walk to Civics and Economics.

"How's the bet going?" Pogue asks.

"Well, I'm breaking up with Kyle after this period. That'll be my 38th. And Reid had sex last night with the headache named Megan. She's some lazy cheerleader. She was his 35th. So, right now I'm winning. He still has no idea that I found a loophole. So while he's getting numerous STD's, I'm just giving some innocent kisses."

"That's our girl!" Caleb exclaims. I give him and Pogue a big smile as we sit down for class.

It's the end of lunch time and right now I'm standing in the hallway with Kyle. I feel bad, but I know that I have to break up with him. Did I mention he was boring?

"Sorry Kyle. I just don't see myself with you. Plus, we have different views on life." That line always works. Remind me to brush the dirt off of my shoulders when he walks away.

He sighs. "Ok, Riley. I wasn't really felling much between us anyways. Friends?" He holds his hand out.

I grab it and shake. "Friends." I smile and walk away. I see Reid sitting with some blonde. He raises his eyebrows at me as I walk by. I smile and say "38." He rolls his eyes and changes his attention back to the blonde.

Finally the last class of the day. Good ol' British Literature. I wonder what we're talking about today. Frankenstein's monster?

I feel a slight tug at my hair. Whirling around, I find Reid smirking at me.

"I'm working on number 36. Better watch out." He whispers to me.

"Don't worry your little head, Garwin. I figured I could meet someone at your swim meet today."

"What did I say about my head? And you're coming?"

"I'm going to ignore the first question. And yes, I'm coming. Kate and Sarah are too. We figured we need to give our boys some support."

"Mr. Garwin? Ms. Morrison? Please pay attention."

I turn around and 'pay attention' as I play with my hair. This is going to be one long class period.

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Its 4 o'clock and where am I you ask? Well, I'm sitting on steel bleachers with Kate and Sarah, staring at topless guys wearing speedos.

Remember when I said I'm a sucker for backs and shoulders? Yeah, well, I'm in heaven right now. Have you noticed that every guy that swims has a great back and shoulders? Yep, ok, I'm officially going to marry a swimmer. I look over to Spenser's swim team and see the Sons of Ipswich hanging out near the wall. Reid and Pogue have their backs toward the bleachers and Caleb and Tyler are facing the bleachers. I let my eyes roam over their bodies.

There are certain things I love about each one. Caleb has great pecks and Pogue has the perfect defined abs. Tyler has the pelvic dents near his hips. Then there's Reid. I hate to say it, but Reid has the best back and shoulders I have ever seen. From sex or swimming, I don't know, but they are gorgeous. I just wanna dig my na— nevermind. You get the point.

Oooookay. Opposite team. Searching… looking…. Searching… looking…

Anything spectacular?

Not really.

No gorgeous boys?

Nope. None.

I hear a whistle blow, starting the match. The next 2 hours will be and intense match filled with half naked men and testosterone.

Kate, Sarah and I stand up and yell in excitement. Spenser won the meet… big surprise there. Gee, I wonder how that happened. Cough…power…Cough.

Sarah pulls Kate and me over to the boys to congratulate them; however, they are having a group talk with the coach. So we wait patiently.

"Hey baby!" I turn around to see who grabbed my shoulder.

In my head I'm thinking: Good God Almighty, Sweet mother of Jesus, Glory Hallelujah, etc.

Standing before me, I see the most gorgeous specimen know to mankind looking at me. I definitely didn't see him when I was searching earlier. Must have still been in the locker room.

"Uhhh… umm… hi?"

What the fuck!?! Am I speechless?

…?

……?

Yup, I'm speechless. And did I seriously just say hi as a question?

REWIND

"Uhhh… umm… hi?"

FAST FORWARD

Yes I did. Damnit that was a great first impression I gave. Good job Riley. That's the way to hook him!

"I'm Justin." He says holding out his glorious hand, created be the wonderful God of hands.

Hell yeah his name is Justin; cause he just in time! How's that for an 'off the top of my head' pickup line?

"I'm Riley." I say shaking his hand. Yep, I just got cold chills. This guy is fucking gorgeous. Tall, blonde, blue eyes, tan, great body and a hot smile that makes me melt. You'd think I was the wicked witch of the west. Cause I just turned into water. Maybe I can get him to swim in me… ok that was kinda pervy…

His body… oh my god. His abs, pecks and shoulders are making me drool. Soooo hot, sooooo hot, want to touch the hiney. Did I die? Cause I'm seriously in heaven. I like heaven. I could get an orgasm just looking at him. Okay… that was a little sexual too. I need to stop hanging around Reid so much. Remind me about that later please!

"That's a hot name. Do you go to Spens—"

Justin stops talking once a wet arm sets itself across my shoulders. My eyes widen and turn to Reid standing beside me, eyeing Justin with his head tilted slightly.

Justin clears his throat and sticks out his hand. "Good game. You're a great swimmer."

Reid completely ignores Justin and looks at me. "Was he bothering you, baby?" Of course he emphasizes the word baby.

I glare at Reid. "No, Reid. We we're just talking." I look at Justin, giving him an apologetic look.

"Well, have a good night. Nice to meet you, Riley." He walks away quickly; not even bothering to look back.

Now my mind is screaming: DAMNIT REID GARWIN!! HE WAS PERFECT YOU ASSHOLE!

"REID! What are you doing? Why did you do that?! He was perfect! Did you see his shoulders?!?!!?" I hit his arm off of me.

"I don't like him and he treats girls like shit."

"Reid, no offense, you treat girls like shit. You're cheating! Look, just because I'm winn—" I stop and stare at Reid dumbfounded. "You're jealous."

He laughs; a little too hard, actually. "I'm not jealous. I'm just taking care of my best girlfr--… friend that's a girl."

I cock my eyebrow at him and roll my eyes. "Reid, you don't see me interfering with your sluts. So don't interfere with mine. I'm getting your car and you can't stop me!"

I walk away but not far enough before I feel a tap across my ass. I look back and glare at the culprit. Reid returns my glare with a smirk. If he thinks he's getting a massage tonight, he is SO wrong. Even if it means not touching that gorgeous back and those muscular shoulders. It's not gonna happen!