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
contrasted her light skin nicely, she had dark brown eyes, and an attractive freckled face. Her chest was an overflowing a-cup, the rest of her body was tight from all the running except her ass was not totally toned and moved nicely while she walked to her seat. Last but certainly not least was Janine she had light brown hair and eyes accentuating a picture perfect face. She naturally had olive skin and at 5'8 only weighed 120, her chest was a large c-cup and most of her shirts showed a nice amount of cleavage. Despite not being and athlete herself, her body was well toned and everything seemed to be as fit as possible from her shapely hips down her smooth long legs. She even had a surprisingly small ass for a girl her height.
Anyway, once 1st period had ended I found myself behind these four goddesses in the hall watching their wonderful asses proceed to class. This would definitely be a stellar year. The next few weeks went on as usual aside from a few sparked conversations with Sara which gave me hope of a heaven and faith in a worthwhile year. But on one particularly nauseating school day I asked my teacher to allow me a pass to the nurse and laid down on one of Nurse Smith's little beds in the back of her office to get some rest. Who cares if a miss a day of History, it's not changing. The curtain was closed around my bed and I was just dozing off when I heard Sara's voice in the office.
"Miss Smith, I got hit in the h....hip with the hockey b....ball and it hurts soo m....much" she got out between sobs. God she sounded even more attractive when she cried. Nurse Smith told her to sit and rest it for a while. She would be going to lunch and Sara didn't have to return to class until she came back. Apparently I was forgotten in my dreamstate and Nurse Smith left us. I could hear Sara crying on the other side of the curtain and decided not to embarrass her by making my presence known.
