Peggy was my dream girl. She wasn’t stuck-up like some of the other girls Greg went out with. I could understand how some of his exes would be aloof. They must get hit on all the time. Peggy was fun and outgoing. Everyone loved her. She was gorgeous and didn’t seem to notice how fine she was.
Her long curly red hair was a mess. She looked at me and winked as she took the towel. She gave me her best southern belle.
“I do declare, a gentleman has come to my rescue.”
Miss Peggy took notice of me, gave me the once-over and smiled even bigger.
“I see you grew up over the summer. I think I like what I’m seeing,” she teased me.
I just smirked, and she got a chuckle out of Alan and Jeff. Tami just rolled her eyes. They were reminded of my ease when talking to good-looking older girls. Where I had problems was with girls my own age. I guess I figure there was no chance with the older girls, so I didn’t seem to get nervous. Tami hauled Jeff and Alan off to class, which gave me some privacy with Peggy. Tami would get some kind of reward later for being a good wingman.
It was apparent Peggy hadn’t worn a bra today. She looked like a hot wet-t-shirt babe. You could clearly see her nice breasts; in my inexperienced opinion, a B cup. Her alabaster breasts were highlighted by her pink nipples, standing proud, a shade of pink found only in true redheads. I reached into my bag and handed her my gym t-shirt.
“Madam may wish to change before class,” I said, hamming it up.
She leaned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
“Thanks, David, you’re a good friend.”
She left to go to the ladies’ room to change. I watched her walk away, and seeing her wet clinging jeans made me wish we were more than friends. I was sure nothing would top that for the day. I had seen Cindy’s, the likely Homecoming Queen’s, butt and now Peggy’s, my long time crush, perfect breasts. I might have to go to the restroom and take care of something before I went to class.
When Peggy came out, she looked much better. Well, maybe not better to a teenage boy’s eyes, but more presentable to the public. I walked her to her class and she gave me directions to mine. We quickly looked at our schedules and agreed to meet at the cafeteria for lunch at noon. She gave me another peck on the cheek and went in with a happy smile and a bounce to her step that had people watching her as she passed. I watched her until she sat down and looked at me, and then I grinned and left.
I RUSHED TO MY FIRST period class to find the door starting to close. I squeezed in.
“Sorry.”
I found myself staring at a pretty teacher who was in her mid-twenties. She arched her eyebrows and I scurried to an open seat. Unfortunately, the only seats available were in the front row. I looked around and many of the students had laptops open on their desks. I would have to remember to bring my tablet to take notes.
“Good morning. This is Algebra II and I will be your instructor for the semester, Mrs. Sinclair. This being first period, this also is your homeroom. So when I call your name please raise your hand.
“Mindy...”
When roll call was over, she continued with announcements.
“Today at lunch there will be club sign-ups. Please note that having some clubs on your transcript may be beneficial for college applications. I will make a personal pitch for Math Club.”
She then handed out a class syllabus. I zoned out for the lecture that covered what we had learned last year. I pulled out my schedule. After Algebra, I had World History, Biology, Lunch, PE, and English, and then Study Hall rounded out the day. I was glad when the bell finally rang.
BEFORE LUNCH, I MET Tami at my locker. In middle school, we’d always made a point to go to lunch together. It was nice to see things hadn’t changed. I had just closed my locker when I heard a girl scream.
“David! David!”
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Tami take a step back. I began to turn when I was tackled and I bounced off my locker. I ended up on my ass with a wiggling bundle of blond energy who straddled me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me into a fierce kiss.
“Hrmmph.”
I moaned, trying to catch my breath.
“Lily, you might want to let the ‘stupid boy’ breathe,” Tami said.
“Mwuaaa,” Lily broke the kiss and looked expectantly into my eyes.
I grinned from ear to ear.
“You seem happy to see me.”
“Yes, I am. I’ve been looking for you all day.”
I heard Tami snort and I saw her grin as she took in my predicament. I stared into Lily’s light brown eyes and I could feel the warmth of her feelings for me pour out of them. I’d never had a girl look at me like that. I felt little butterflies flutter in my stomach as I started to become nervous.
Tami cleared her throat to get my attention. Lily and I had started to attract a crowd. Her expression became more intense.
“I need to talk to you.”
“Okay, but you’re going to have to let me up.”
With a happy giggle she bounced up and latched herself to my arm. Tami’s eyebrows arched and I could tell she was asking, ‘What is this was all about?’ I gave her a shrug; I was clueless when it came to women.
We made it safely to the cafeteria and got in line with our orange cafeteria trays. Great, it was mystery meat day. We made it through the line without saying a word. I scanned the cafeteria, found an empty corner table and guided Lily to it. About that time, I saw Alan and Jeff. I nodded to Tami and she saw them. She grabbed the guys before they could join us and steered them to another table.
Once we were settled, Lily began to talk.
“I just wanted to thank you. You saved my life.”
“About that...” I began.
She would not be deterred.
“David, you’re a hero. I’ve been trying to get in touch with you all summer so I could thank you. I’m not really sure what I can do, but just name it.”
As she said this, she moved closer and closer to me. I started to react to her as she invaded my personal space.
“Ah, Lily,” I tried again.
She got a sultry look in her eyes.
“Seriously David, I mean if there’s anything... I owe you.”
Oh, man, being a virgin really sucked. I had some very specific ideas of what I’d like to do, but I wasn’t quite sure how to go about it. I suddenly felt a presence behind me. I turned around and Tami stood there. She gave me a headshake and walked away. She’s right. I shook my head to clear it.
“I’m just glad I was there. You scared the crap out of me.”
I shuddered to think what could have happened.
“The doctor told me if you had been only a little bit slower I’d’ve suffered brain damage.” That was scary. I remembered being scared to death she would die in my arms. It brought back a flood of images. She must have seen the faraway look. I felt her reach over and squeeze my hand.
I gave her a half smile.
“I’m just glad you’re okay.”
“I’m so sorry you got in so much trouble. I heard they made you go away for the summer,” she said as she looked down.
I needed to look at the positives.
“You know what? It was the best thing to happen to me. I was a jerk who was out of control. I look at it as a wake-up call. The summer at my uncle’s farm gave me the time to figure out what’s important to me. The biggest one is I need to be a better person. Seeing you, uh, I thought you were dead.”
“Everyone was surprised when you didn’t tell the police who all was there.”