I expected we'd be doing basketball again. What I didn't expect was the flash of leg Alison was showing off when she finally walked out of the locker room. She was tugging at her shorts that seemed to be just a little too short for her liking. As Kim walked passed her she glared at her back. I didn't understand what she could have done until I realized the size difference; Kim was just enough shorter than Alison to cause the clothing malfunction. 'Be cool, be cool, be cool.' I chanted over and over again as I walked across the gym.
I walked up to her quietly; half hoping she wouldn't notice I was there to witness her clothing mishap, "You shouldn't bother, you look fine." She jerked her head up quickly and blushed looking into my eyes with a slight smile. The truth was she looked more than fine, she looked gorgeous. She was wearing two pairs of those short cotton shorts Kim always wears in an attempt to cover up more, where as Kim was wearing giant sweatpants today.
"Hey Roid Rage" Came a taunting male voice. I didn't even have to turn around to know that voice so I have no idea why I did. My hand's bawled into fists and started to shake as I gazed upon 3 jerks that felt the need to torment me, even though I was bigger than them. "Who's the Hottie??" Alison tugged on my shirt sleeve and looked at me wide eyed shaking her head. I smiled smugly at them and said "Looks like she doesn't want you to know" his expression faltered slightly before he regained his smug look "Soon she'll be begging for me to know her." I started to shake all over as his eyes slid down Alison's figure; I could see her shift uncomfortably out of the corner of my eye.
Alison placed her hand on my upper arm lightly and immediately I calmed. She held my gaze for a few beats before briefly looking at the little cock munches and much to my pleasure, immediately began laughing. She looked back at me with a slight quirk as if to say 'is he kidding?' then tugged on my shirt sleeve again and inclined her head towards the teacher. I just shrugged and walked with her leaving mouth agape boys behind us.
With every step I took I felt better, the unnecessary annoyance I felt from them everyday just erased from my conscious with a 5 minute interaction with her. I needed that more than I thought.
Alison spent the rest of the period nodding her head at the gym teacher; seriously I don't think he stopped talking the entire period. I don't think even the teacher noticed that she never said a word; I doubt she even made a sound.
Paul on the other hand spent the rest of the period attempting to pay attention to the game; Attempting and failing- miserably. He couldn't help himself from looking over every couple of moments; just to make sure she was there.
After gym when Alison was back and comfortable in her pants he walked up behind her once again and asked, "Can I walk you to class?" She smiled thankfully at him and handed him the now worn piece of paper. "You have art last period," her face lit up in the biggest smile he'd seen all day, "You like art." She nodded her head vigorously, "Cool." Paul was slightly disappointed with the walk to the art room, it wasn't nearly as long as he wanted it to be, "Uh, do you want me to walk you to your car after school?" She nodded again and walked away. I physically felt the loss as I walked to my last class of the day; history now became my least favorite class. The hour seemed to drag on and I practically sprinted out the door when the bell rang.
The walk into the art room felt somewhat like swimming up stream, but it was totally worth it. Alison was seated off to the corner seemingly lost in thought, she was packing up her things slowly; she didn't seem to notice me until she already had her backpack on. When she finally did all attention to my presence she smiled and walked into the hallway in which I followed her like a lost puppy. She gave me a strange look and gestured for him to walk next to her. I took one big step to catch up and Alison hip checked me, I reacted slightly but barely felt it. Alison on the other hand looked at me in confusion before rubbing her hip and pouting. Adorable.
Once again I felt we got to her destination far too quickly. I opened her door for her wordlessly; which seemed to be the theme of the day. Before she buckled herself in she turned to me, "Thank you Paul, you were really nice to me today." She said with a smile before leaning forward and giving me a light kiss on the cheek.