The next summer
My freshman year in high school turned out much better than all of middle school. Not everything was good though, as my mom still refused to go to any AA meetings or rehab, which would have shown she was trying, even if she fell off the wagon a lot. She never tried getting a job either, no matter how much Kate said she had some places that might hire her and I passed that information to her. But I never stopped trying, and If I could ever get that straight, then maybe my life would be in perfect shape. Or almost perfect.
Because I still wasn't dating Shay.
Yes, we were great friends, and neither of us had tried dating anyone else, but I would have preferred for us to try. She still never gave any indication that she could, thanks to her parents, and I knew that her secret would keep us apart until she was ready to share it. I was being as patient as I could be, and I still wasn't even quite 15, so I had time to wait. I just hated having to, even though I know that it was for the best and that I still had the most supportive friend ever.
School had been going well, with Nicky, Leigh and Lynn all behaving thanks to Shay, and I got straight A's again, so I was happy with that. I wasn't doing any sports, so my only hope to help with college was to do great in school and on my SAT's later on so I could get an academic scholarship to help stretch my college fund as far as I could.
Yes, I was making money at work, but I was saving as much as possible because I wanted to get a motorcycle when I was older. I blamed Owen for that, because he rode to work each day with a custom painted Harley Davidson Softail that looked amazing. Hell, Shay would drool over it too, because it was black, of course, and had flames beautifully painted on the gas tank. I didn't need anything that cool, a nice used one that was smaller would be perfect for me though.
Owen was part of what had turned out to be an unexpectedly great addition to my life. Kate and Gloria had taken me under their wing, and despite my protests had paid for a doctor's appointment even without insurance, including bloodwork and a complete physical, to make sure that I was healthy. That was where I found out what Kate had meant about growth plates, because evidently, they're a good indicator of future growth. The doctor told me that mine hadn't closed, and I should still grow several inches. That turned out to be accurate, as by the end of the school year I was two inches taller and had put on over ten pounds as well. I wasn't nearly as toned as Shay, but I was in much better shape than I had been at the start of school. My goal of being able to stand up for myself when Shay was at college was looking good.
Kate had given me a little log for me to keep track of my workouts. After the first month of the gym being open, she and Gloria had started to come down once a week to check in on the gym, and then it went to every other week, and then once a month. But she kept emailing me, making sure I was keeping up with the plan, and not going too far and too fast. I weighed just over 100 pounds now and was a little over five feet tall, and she was making me stay at sets of 60 pounds until I got a little older. I was fine with that because I was seeing the progress, and I knew I didn't need to rush it.
The diet and exercise made me feel better too, as did the other changes to my body. I'm not saying I was the triple D that Nicky kept calling me, but my B cups had filled out to C cups, and I was pretty sure they would get bigger as I kept growing. Shay certainly took notice of that, and I couldn't help but inwardly smile when she kept trying to sneak glances at them whenever we were together at school or on the bus, or on those rare occasions that we were alone at her house while the rest of her family was away.
And yet even though I could see the desire in her eyes, and we were doing so well, she still wouldn't act on it, and she still didn't trust me with whatever big secret was out there. I'd be lying if I wasn't hurt by that, but there wasn't much I could do. Until she showed me that she wasn't interested, and then I guess I'd have to give up. But right now, I knew I had a chance if I waited, so I did.
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