This is my senior year in High School. I'm a bigshot now. All the underclassman watch as I bask in the glory of authority. On top of my new found power I had been working out all summer and finally had a body I could be proud of. At a short 5'8 I was built without an ounce of fat on me. My abs were well defined and my medium length blonde hair outlined my bright green eyes nicely.
As I walked the halls before my first class I knew things would be good this year while I saw the younger girls checking me out. They couldn't keep their eyes off of me finally I was living the good life.
First period had a few of my friends in it who all had compliments for me on my new look.
"Hey Shawn" I heard from behind me "you must have really done alot of work this summer, your looking good." I turned around to see Sara standing behind me. She was about 5'2, probably well less than 100lbs, blonde hair, blue eyes, small perky boobs, and a tight gymnast's body.
"Uh yeah, thanks" I finally stammered out, amazed this beauty even knew I existed.
"I'll see you around" She said with a smile as she went to go sit with her friends. Now these are some girls that we have to take notice of, important to the story or not. There was Laura, 5'7, no more than 115lbs, light brown hair and eyes to match, darkly tanned skin, average b-cup chest which stood out nicely over her flat stomach. capped off with beautifully toned legs from years of soccer. Jess, also on the soccer team, 5'4, 110lbs, dark brown hair that