**AUTHORS NOTE**
**Everyone in this story is 18 or older**
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My childhood best friend Stacie has really grown into a beautiful young woman. I'm no bra expert but I'd guess that that she wears a 32C. Her ass is small but shapely and firm and definitely nice to look at. She has long dirty blonde hair that she used to hate as a kid but has now grown to love it.
We're both high school seniors and there's only about a week of school left. Our classes are mostly empty because a majority of the seniors decided not to show up, I don't blame. There really isn't anything to do, all the work and tests are complete. Every teacher has us watching a movie in every class. Of course Stacie and I still keep coming to class because, why not? Most of our classes are together and truthfully we just love any excuse to spend time with each other.
We were sitting in the back of 5th period calculus and the room was dark and mostly empty. There was only one other student in the class sitting up front but he was sound asleep. Our teacher Mrs. Grey left because the "principle needed her." Stacie and I both knew that she had better things to do than sit in a dark classroom with 3 students watching Toy Story 2. I have my phone in my hand casually scrolling through Instagram pictures. I see a selfie Stacie posted a minute ago with the caption "well Mrs. Grey officially ran out of fucks to give, haven't seen her in weeks." I chuckle and Like the picture.
Stacie is sitting in the desk to the right of me wearing dark tight jeans and a light pink shirt. She has always been a simple girl. I keep scrolling until I see a picture of Karen posing in a skimpy red bikini. I've had a crush on Karen since freshman year but haven't had the balls to do anything about it. I've never seen her show skin like this before so it was very exciting. So exciting that I forgot Stacie was right next to me. She had been watching me ogle at this picture for the past 5 minutes. "Uh hum" she said immediately breaking me out of the trance. I exited out of the app as quick as possible, "it's too late, I saw you staring at Karen's tit's," she said mockingly.
"I was not" I said "I was just ...checking the quality of the swimwear".
"Oh shut up, It's okay, she has great tits. I'm thinking D cups for sure. Definitely bigger than mine," said Stacie. I automatically looked down at her chest but caught myself, looked away and blushed.
"Her tits are...okay I guess, okay fine, they're fucking amazing" I said. "That's more like it, Kyle" she said laughing. "It's okay, you can keep staring, don't let me interrupt your HARD work" she said glancing down at my pants. I nervously shuffled my pants around trying to cover up my hard on while Stacie cracks up and looks over at the screen playing Toy Story.
Later on that day we are both in my room sitting on my floor leaned against my bed playing videos games. We have played video games side by side after school every day every since I can remember. She is like another member of our family at this point. Our parents don't treat her as if she were any other girl. I don't have to leave my door open and they don't pop in to check on us every 30 minutes.
If she decides to stay the night we sleep in the same bed. Nothing sexual has ever happened and I always viewed her as a sister. A hot sister that I fantasize about but none the less, a sister. I have never seen her as a possible romantic partner. We set our controllers down and take a break from games. "You should ask her out" Stacie said out of nowhere.
"...ask who out?" I said.
"Karen! Who else would I be talking about? I know you've been obsessed with her since forever. You memorized her class schedule so you could 'accidentally' run into her throughout the day. Come on, just talk to her before it's too late." Stacie explained.
"We both know that's never going to happen. She's out of my league, so out of my league!" I replied.
"Oh come on, don't sell yourself short. You're a great guy and I would know. I have known you all my life. You aren't too hard to look also. Please, I'm being serious" she said. She turns to face me. "You're my best friend and I love you and I'm saying this in your best interest. You need to talk to her. I see how miserable you have been for the past 4 years." She said grabbing my hand.
"But what if she rejects me? I don't want to fuck this up." I said nervously.
"Then fuck her if she doesn't see how amazing you are, her loss, not yours". She responded. "You haven't been on any dates, kissed any girls or even talked to girls that aren't me these past 4 years because of Karen. I don't want you to continue to do this during college. I mean you have at least kissed a girl, haven't you Kyle?" Stacie asked.
"Uhhh not exactly. Well actually I kissed Meg in a play I was in, does that count?" I asked.