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~Riley~
Walking into the gym class dreading it even more today. Even on a normal day where they would have us play some barbaric sport, where the guys would run around taking their shirts off and the promiscuous girls crowd around them like I would a king-size Hawaiian pizza. I would still dread it no matter what but today is worse. Two words, Sex Education. I'd rather be kicking around a soccer ball which I hate with a burning passion, but they decided that every student had to take' sex ed' for a credit to graduate, how stupid. If we were just starting high school we would have been doing it in our freshman year, but seeing that we are in our senior year of high school, and still have to graduate with all of our credits we have to take it now. I find this action pretty dumb, most girls and guys have already had sex by now and know the basics heck some have already children of their own or are just virgins that probably won't lose their virginity until they're forty. So most of this is pointless, but yet again its another problem that we can't control.
I glance into the gym and see most everyone in their groups of friends, with a couple of outcasts hanging out alone. I look around for my best friend Karen. The thing about Karen is that if she wanted to she could be popular, she has straight blond hair with the striking blue eyes and the perfect body. Long legs, the flat stomach, Victoria secret model body the whole nine yards. Then there's me the short legs, thick thighs, a chubby stomach complete opposite. I have long brown hair that curls at the end and green eyes that I hate.I wish I had the perfect body, I would use it to every advantage possible. I spot Karen picking at her nails, I start walking towards her, I hear someone call my name and turn around and look. I don't see anyone, so I get back on my merry way to my friend and I get stopped by something, hard.
"Oh my god I am so sor-." I cut my self off noticing who I am talking to, Luke Hemmings, Full movie-style heartthrob, Captain of the football team, and fucking dick. You may ask why I hate him, he's a Classic player that played almost every girl in the school. Almost because well, he hasn't played me yet and never will.
"Never mind I'm not sorry," I say smirking, at him looking up because he's like a fucking giant, he's 6'4 and I'm 5'7 that's almost a foot shorter.
"Come on babe we all know you want me," he says crossing his arms, smirking down at me playing with his lip ring ever so slightly
"Ew, I'd rather date a trash can filled with old meat," I say with disgust in my voice before he can reply the bell rings. I walk to my seat next to Karen,
"Why were you talking to Luke!?" she half shouts whispers in my ear, causing me to cringe slightly
" I ran into him, it's not my fault his a big tub of lard" I look around the bleachers and my eye's meet with Luke's light blue ones, I've never noticed how beautiful his eye's are. He winks at me, a great way to ruin the moment, I roll my eyes at him and turn back around.
"Oh Come on Riley we all know you want me," Luke shouts holding his arms up, drawing the attention of the whole gym toward him and his letterman jacket,
"Hemmings sit, I'm not dealing with this on the first day of this class," Mr. Anderson says walking into the gym "Nobody wants to know about your love life." the gym erupts with scattered giggles,
"Oh I'm not-" I get cut off by Mr. Anderson's voice " Ms. Smith I'm talking to you too I don't want to hear how you want Mr. Hemmings alright?" he says looking over his sunglasses. I turn back around to luke sitting a few seats up to scowl at him
"I hate you,"
"Kisses to you, babe." he says making a kissing sound, I scoff and turn back around.
"Welcome you horny bastards to Sex Education," Mr. Anderson pauses for a brief moment "To see what happens after sex."
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Fanfiction'Welcome you horny bastards to sex education, to see what happens after sex.' WAS A SAMMY WILKINSON FAN FICTION