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I sat on my front steps smoking a cigarette,my best friend sitting next to me smoking a joint.

"Wanna go to the corner store?" She huffed, boredom in her voice.

"Yeah, alright. Let's take the bikes." I stomped out my cigarette, standing up and stretching my back.

"Oh c'mon Angie,it's like 100°... plus,all the Guys are always weird near you. " She followed behind me to the garage where our bikes were.

"It ain't my fault that I have double D's. Also,who cares,I'm gay anyways. " I climbed onto mine, heading out the door.

"Yeah yeah... let's just go..." She followed behind me.

The truth is,I love biking shirtless. I wear a sports bra,it gets me looks from Diane,a girl that goes to our school,she's in the year below us.

We got onto the road, pedalling beside each other as the hot summer air grazed our skin.

"Hey Angela! " One of the girls in our year yelled from her yard,her face sweaty from mowing the lawn.

"Hey Lila!" I called back, raising a hand to wave at her.

"Hey hot stuff!" Another person from our school yelled from his yard. Derek, describable in one simple word, disgusting.

"Fuck off, Derek!" Jema yelled, flipping him off.

I giggled, pedalling faster so we could get to Dianes house quicker. I arrived at the turn where her house was, slowing down significantly.

"Hey Diane ~" I spoke loudly but softly, getting off my bike.

"Hey Angie. You look nice today, where you headed?" She giggled, coming over to her thick stone fence and leaning on it.

"Oh, just heading to the corner store, feel free to join if you want. Jema is gonna be here soon,if you wanna say hi or something." I hummed, letting my hair rest safely in a high ponytail.

"Sure,let me get my bike and I'll be right out- shit,I forgot,my bike has a flat tire...I'm sorry,I don't think I can go.." she pouted at the ground, biting her lip.

"You can use my bike if you want? I can run pretty fast,so I could just run." I offered, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

"Really? Thank you so much..." She giggled sweetly, opening the gate and walking over to me.

I passed her the bike, along with the helmet. She turned away to put it on, giving me time to adjust my bra so it looked a bit better.

"Yo, Angie! Let's go,suns setting!" Jema  yelled from the turn, approaching quickly. I watched as Diane pedaled twords the store, looking graceful as always.

I started running,my boobs almost hitting my chin as I came up behind Diane.

Once we were at the store,it was sunset,it was gorgeous. We ate the snacks we had gotten, watching as the sun set before heading home.

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