I was simply plain. Plain and simple, that was me.
I was held back a few times in school and no one seemed to care. Certainly not me. I was just going through the motions. I kept to myself, seldom speaking to anyone. I didn't have many friends and sex was just something that I dreamed about - a lot actually!
My hair was dark and curly, hanging well past my shoulder blades. I seldom did anything with it. I never wore makeup. My clothes were a cross between dull and boring. My 5'4" frame was slim and slight with little 32b bumps acting as boobs. I blended in wherever I went. That's why I was caught by surprise When Heather, captain of the volleyball team, all 6'1 inches of Barbi-doll beauty, stopped me in the hallway saying, "Hi."
Frozen, I stared up into her sparkling blue eyes, unable to speak. Heather giggled, gently ran her fingers along my cheek saying, "Are you OK?"
Other than trembling from her touch I guess I was fine as I felt the heat rising in my face. It was more than heat, it was fire! "My, my you are warm and a bit flushed," Heather consoled softly. She backed me up to the lockers and towered over me. I felt like a little girl and not the eighteen year old woman I was purported to be.
Heather close-talked me for a while and I don't remember speaking, other than to agree to meet her in the gym after class. I do remember blushing, yes, blushing profusely the entire time she spoke with me. I remember her giggling and touching my face repeatedly. And I remember her boobs, blouse undone and cleavage almost poking my nose. When I dared to look down, she caught me. I was mortified. I was overwhelmed by her presence. The intensity of the moment caused my heart to race making me short of breath. Pinching my cheek, "You're cute!" She whispered. I thought I would faint.
My mind turned into fudge. I saw her twice before the end of classes that day. Both times she smiled at me and waived. I couldn't believe that the most beautiful and most popular girl in school even knew I existed, let alone said, "Hi." I turned into mush.
I was still having trouble breathing when I crept into the gym. Heather and a whole bunch of giggling girls rushed over to me. "Here's the girl I told y'all about. Isn't she precious?" She exclaimed, giving me a big hug and smashing my face into her chest. The girls all giggled and took turns hugging me. One, Claire was her name, picked me up causing my skirt to ride up and reveal my pink cotton panties. My butt was slapped hard as one exclaimed, "Pink is such a hot color for you!" Loud laughter took over as the coach turned the corner, scattering the group.