Rotten Liaison || Benny Rodriguez

Prologue

"Alright boys! Good practice today! We'll continue more of those spiral throws tomorrow!"

The football team at Luminsdale High School was quite a group to gossip about when it came to discussing topics such as their games and their victory win at the state championship tournament. They were one of the reasons if not the main reason why their school had received loads of flattery and high attention. The coach himself couldn't have felt more pleased and impressed with his team's hard dedication and efforts. However, the pride in the team members themselves varied. Some actually congratulated theirselves on their great work while others just did the work and thought nothing else of it.

Another tiring day of practice out on the field had ended and the boys went into the locker room to shower and bathe off the 3 hours of sweat and dirt that stuck to their skin. Conversations of adventures at school and plans to focus on outside of school echoed throughout the halls. The wet footsteps of soaking bare feet stomping on the smooth tiles collided with said noise of chitchat.

One individual of this pack of adolescent boys, Benny Rodriguez, walked into the shower room, stripped from his soon to be damp towel around his toned waist, and screwed the old squeaky knob to turn on the rising water from the showerhead. He massaged his dark brown hair as the warm liquid coated it heavily leaving it now stringy and weird. A sigh of relaxation escaped his lips as the water trickled down his chest and abs, the drops making trails on his oily tan skin. As he bathed, thoughts began rushing in his mentality. A certain one was of a girl whom he had been having a strange interaction with.

He reminisced on how she would eye him down in class. Every so often, she would have a red lollipop in her hand that she would buy from the dollar store before school, and she would lick it in a very seducing way all while keeping her bright brown eyes on the Cuban latino boy. Her outfit would always consist of pretty blouses of various colors and short daisy dukes with white high heal sandals. Her nails and toes would either be painted in an brilliant magical shade of lavender or a deep flaming shade of red. Her make-up on her face made her flawless and her hair, while ruffled, hung elegantly down her back. Her body was in a perfect feminine curvy shape with her hips being wide and her legs would be in an amazing exemplary form.

In return, Benny would stare back at her. Not only in the eye but of the body as well. Though it may have crossed his mind a couple of times that the girl's appearance was quite a turn on, he would shake the thought off into the forgotten and snap back into his daily duties for he came to the conclusion that females would never come close to being the focus of his current life and that it would mostly consist of scholastic education and being an athletic character.

Back in reality, Benny turned off the shower and wrapped his towel around his shivering body. He waddled to his belongings and dressed himself in fresh clean clothing. After placing his worn blue LA Dodgers cap back on his wet hair, he walked down to the bus stop. The bus finally arrived and Benny headed home.

But he was unaware about the change of thoughts of the mysterious girl that were yet to occur in a very distant time.