shizzz
That one guy
- Joined
- Feb 22, 2008
- Posts
- 11,751
Lance was so excited for high school to be coming to its end, sure there were 6 months left but he was in the final stretch. He was not among the popular crowd by any means and he had some good friends from Band. Its not like he was un attractive, at least that's what his mom told him, He was just shy of six feet and he had short dark curly hair and deep blue eyes. He was not a bag of stix and he actually had a good muscle tone, but that would never matter At school however he was just another band geek, but he had become ok with that. However he couldn't wait to get on to college where he might be able to start over.
It was the typical thought barrage that ran through his head as he arrived at school. the biggest thrill of the day was band. Hell it was what made school worth living through. Sometimes in and practice they would see the dance girls in their leotards. She was a dancer. he saw her around school but sitting up on the band stage he could stare at her without fear of being busted. It was girls like her that made him itch to get a chance to start over. She was perfect and he would never have a chance. She liked to flirt and tease guys and he had remembered once or twice being the subject of that delicious torture. he still fantasized about it
She was beautiful and fit, adn she was so curvy. She was something he could never have. As he took his seat on the band stag ehe waited and hoped to see her. She was in some of his other classes but there he could not watch her and stare at her, but here he could. He grabbed his saxophone, warmed up a little and waited, hoping she would not pick today to skip
It was the typical thought barrage that ran through his head as he arrived at school. the biggest thrill of the day was band. Hell it was what made school worth living through. Sometimes in and practice they would see the dance girls in their leotards. She was a dancer. he saw her around school but sitting up on the band stage he could stare at her without fear of being busted. It was girls like her that made him itch to get a chance to start over. She was perfect and he would never have a chance. She liked to flirt and tease guys and he had remembered once or twice being the subject of that delicious torture. he still fantasized about it
She was beautiful and fit, adn she was so curvy. She was something he could never have. As he took his seat on the band stag ehe waited and hoped to see her. She was in some of his other classes but there he could not watch her and stare at her, but here he could. He grabbed his saxophone, warmed up a little and waited, hoping she would not pick today to skip