11:23, 2008-Mar-24
As I stepped onto the school bus, I saw her. Her name was Mary and we had been friends for the past few years. We had always flirted, but nothing had ever happened. She was about five and half feet tall with blond hair and an amazing sporty figure. Mary was not drop-dead gorgeous with her whiter than tanned skin, but her spicy, promiscuous attitude and sense of style was enough to drive a lot of boys crazy, me included.
This sporty girl gave me a smile as I sat down next to her.
How was your day? - blonde asked.
Not too bad, - I replied.
The same old
bullshit I always go through. I can't wait to get out of this dump.Mary laughed.
-I know what you mean, I hate all my trainers and the team work is gay. I am also getting sick of all the immature team.
"Trouble with sport team again?" I inquired.
She sighed, "We got in a fight again today. I wish I could just find a best team."
