Highschool's So Boring

"Ah! Your hands are so cold..."
She gave him a teasing smile,
"Maybe I should call you Jack Frost!!"

'Ha! So much for easy-friend-making only when you're a kid! Disproved bitches!' She smiled to herself. Ellie was pretty happy to be making another friend so easily. Maybe they have more classes together? Study-buddies are super important for good grades! It was nice meeting so many new people; she really felt like she'd fit in nicely at this school. It was a lot different then the big-city life! But, her happy, pretty smile began to fade as Jack went on. All he could say about Tommy were horrible, mean things... Which partly, didn't surprise her. He wasn't the nicest person in class when they first met, trying to pull a roose over her, and then complaining about partnering up with someone different... Just---the guy she got to know yesterday afternoon, he was so kind. Reading aloud to her, not complaining once about it... Heck! She even tricked him! And he didn't get mad. She looked off to the side, the words Jack spoke of washing her over, one slanderous wave at a time. To her, Tommy was just misunderstood...

Then Jack came a little too close. She felt his hot breath on her exposed ear, this caused her shiver and her skin to grew bumpy. The other day when Tommy had done something similar it felt WAY less creepy. Ellie shook her head, her hair swaying with the motion, "I don't think you should go around talking like that about any one... Especially not one of my friend's. Sure he's a little cocky at times, but I think that is more so confidence than arrogance!" She gave Jack a smile, "Plus I like having all kinds of people for friends! So long as he is nice, that's all that matters to me!"

Suddenly, Jack was body checked and sent FLYING into the ground! "AH! JACK!!" Ellie called out, taking a step forward to come and help, however Tommy intervened. She smiled softly, seeing him act so sportsman like! He really was a good guy, and that just proved it! She was about to join Jack when he gave her a weird expression. She scrunched up her own face for a second. What did he mean by that...? When Tommy turned around, she gave him a playful look before taking off towards the ball. Commandeering it, she began to drive it down the feild,
"JUST COME AND TRY TO GET IT TOMMY!! I DARE YA!"

"He's a total-" Jack was starting to say before Tommy sent him to the floor.

Tommy was feeling pretty good when Jack retreated away, and when Ellie gave him a look, he smiled back. Naturally, she ruined the entire moment by taking the ball and starting to run down the field with it. Considering they were on the same team, it was a little ridiculous, but Tommy was never one to back down from a challenge-well, maybe if it was an academic one he would, but never in a sport. And... he wanted to impress her.

Everyone else watched the awkward, tiny girl command the ball with her feet, and stood clear. Maybe they were being polite, maybe they were genuinely afraid she would run into them. Maybe a bit of both, or maybe it was because Tommy was chasing after her with easy movement, his long strides were able to catch up to her with ease before she reached the goal.

Laughing, he managed to circle in front of her. "We're on the same team you dum-" It was Tommy's turn to get knocked over. Ellie's focus was so great on the ball she didn't stop, and as a result, promptly ran into Tommy. They both fell over. She had so much momentum that she was still pressed tight to him, and their legs tangled together. They twisted in the air, there was a fleeting moment where they could both see each other's faces, Ellie's hair flaring out from her face as their eyes connected. It seemed like time froze still as he simply stared, before he realized she would be taking a greater portion of the fall. He grabbed at her hips, so the fall would be lessened as he pulled her into him. At the last second, when she had touched the ground, his hands broke his own fall, by placing themselves on either side of her head, pinning and practically engulfing her between his arms. "Shit." Once again he found himself staring into her deep blue eyes. "Sorry.." he mumbled in a half apologetic tone, even though he wasn't really. The ball rolled away from them and the game continued, even though he was on top of her still, and they had a few people watching them. His hips were nestled against hers, and their legs were between each other. He could feel her smooth, silky legs and like the previous day when he leaned against her in the library, he didn't want to pull away. Thankfully, his back was arched to brace his fall so her breasts were not in direct contact. Finally, he rolled off of her and got to his feet, dusting himself off and extending a hand to her so he could help her get up. "Here."

He could hear her childish giggle as he chased after her. Sure she wasn't into playing sports, but she was into having fun! Having him pursue her made her feel like a little kid playing tag. Her foot skills weren't so terrible, as she was concentrating really hard in an attempt to prove to him she wasn't that lousy; just lazy! Kinda like him and academic stuff. Her attentiveness decreased her speed, so he was able to catch up and surpass her quite easily. As he ran backwards, he was blessed with a view of her jiggling breasts, and her pony tail swaying back and forth. Then---BAM!

They collided! Ellie's little hands wrapped about him, grabbing onto his shirt. Her nails lightly dug into his flesh. Ellie braced herself, turning them sharply so she were to take the fall. Why? Well, he was the most valuable player on the team. If he got hurt because she wasn't paying attention, then she'd never forgive herself! Or worse! He wouldn't be her friend any more. Ellie cried out sharply as she impacted the ground. Her body bounced just slightly, knocking her head hard against the field. Ellie wasn't used to falling... She grimaced in pain. Once everything seemed to stop, Ellie opened one eye. She blushed a bit as she looked onto his face. He looked... concerned about her. Ellie couldn't help but blush!

BUT WAIT!

His outfit...

Uhg...

Those nipples....

So exposed....

Goddamit! Why was he gay?!?!

He moved off of her, her hands fell off of him. Ellie sat up, rubbing her head a little. "Ow" She said in a small, meek voice. His voice drew her attention back up to him. Ellie gave him a small smile, reaching up and taking his hand. Her own was so tiny! And terribly soft! Was it possible she never worked a day in her life? Oh god, imagine how good it'd feel if she were to jerk him off! Ellie gripped it as she pulled herself up to her feet. Standing up, she brushed off her bottom. "That was quite the fall, huh? Haha!" She gave him another smile before turning around, "Can you get any dirt off of me? I don't want to have any stains..."

He laughed mildly in return. He felt like in a daze, too light on his feet. It was like yesterday in the library, when he was leaning against her. Everything else just floated away as they stood in the field near the opposite goal post. "Yeah.. quite the fall." He was about to walk off, this wasn't how he wanted things. Then she turned around and asked him that. He froze in his tracks.

"Well.. yeah.. alright," he said as she presented her backside to him. He was far taller than her, and when he stepped behind her, she could see his shadow moving in front of her, covering her own shadow.

He hesitated, and took a moment, examining her. Fortunately, her back was pretty spotless except...... unfortunately, her ass was covered in dirt. He didn't want to touch her there! Well he did but..Slowly he began to brush down her back, doing it diligently, with his large hands, removing the non-existent dirt off of her top. "Uhh," he said, about to mention her ass, figuring she could simply reach behind her and get it herself.

So why wasn't he saying anything? Why was he bending lower to reach her ass? Someone was bound to be watching them. He should pull away...

Too late. His hands brushed at her ass, the tight confines of her yoga pants made it visibly jiggle as his hands brushed the dirt off. Thankfully he pulled away in time before it became too much. "You still got some but class is almost over soon, so you should be able to change."

Her little body was easily swayed by the slight amount of pressure he applied. Their size difference was truly evident as he brushed off the imaginary dirt from her back. His had was huge! He could easily over power her... Even now, he could give her one stiff push, and force her onto her hands and knees. Then who knows what sort of fun they could have, getting a variety of grass stains!

Ellie blushed as his warmth was painted onto her. If she were a canvas, he could paint her any day! Ellie couldn't help but wonder if he was good at massaging... If he were, then perhaps he could work out a knot or two for her? Her last friend was really good at that...

"A-ah!"
Her voice caught in her throat. She was still sore from the fall... She'd probably bruise. Not badly of course! Thankfully she wasn't hurt! Ellie grimaced again as he began to brush off her bottom. It was rather ample, perfect for all kinds of fun! She bit her lip a bit, trying her best to prevent herself from making any sounds too loud. But still, they were quite audible, even if it were just heard by him. She made sweet, small 'mm's and 'mmpf's.

Her yoga pants hugged her bottom so well... Would she always be wearing these? Tommy wasn't the only male who would hope so. Hearing him speak was an indicator that their moment was done. Ellie turned about and smiled up to him, "Thanks Tommy!" She then took off towards the change rooms, waving good bye,

"I hope we have another class together!!"

The noises...if anyone else heard them, Tommy would be enraged. He wouldn't dare touch her, that was far too embarrassing. She was the new girl, after all. However, no one was close to them at this point, and her noises were quiet, like they were reserved for him.

Needless to say, Tommy brushed at her ass probably a little more than he really needed to.

When she thanked him, then went towards the girl's locker room, Tommy waved nonchalantly, pretending he wasn't as interested in her as he was actually was. "Bye," he said, just loud enough for her to hear, but not for anyone else. Still... he looked at her longingly, part of him wishing he had said something more meaningful and as genuine as she did.

When he had gotten done changing, he went to his math class immediately, not really in the mood to speak with any of friends. It was still chilly out, so he wore his letterman jacket, and a pair of loose jeans. He took his habitual seat in the back, where he could sometimes get away with dozing off. Normally he'd be goofing around on his phone at this point or talking to a friend, but instead, he only partially was on his phone, and most of his time was spent looking upwards at the door to see if Ellie was going to be here.

Why would it matter? New girl or not. She was a girl, a pretty one at that, and he was a boy. There wasn't anything shameful, or was he just embarrassed because they were---friends?

Ellie was different. She was naive, and silly, but often spoke from her heart. This made her a genuinely good person! And she saw the same thing in Tommy... Underneath a few layers, at least.

The seconds ticked by as he sat in mathematics. Where was she? His friend Damien poked at him,
"Bro? You feelin' okay? You're way quiet today..."
Damien was a thick sort of a guy, ideal for blocking in the football world. He gave Tommy a wide smile, touching the issue on the nerve,
"Ha! Don't tell me you're waiting for that new girl! What was her name?"
Damien was also... a bit of a dick.
"Oh right! A little slice of heaven huh? Was she the reason why you were late for practice yesterday?"


The sound of her heels clicked as she walked down the near empty hall way. The sound grew louder and louder as she came closer. Perhaps, just maybe, she had the same class as him? Just as loud as they had gotten, the sound began to fade, and for a fleeting moment, Ellie had passed the class room door.

"Fuck off," was all Tommy uttered as he pretended to be more in his phone. Damien persisted.

"I don't like the girl!" he protested, finding it harder and harder to glance up at the door when Damien was catching on.

"I was late because I fell asleep in the library.." he muttered in a lie, doing his best to ignore him, while glancing subtly at the door.

Suddenly, just like the day before, the sound of the clicking heels filled the hall way as the class was settling down and the teacher was going to speak. Tommy knew the sound better than anyone.

Damien kept going on. "I bet you'd love to get behind that piece of ass and -" he was cut off short as the image of Ellie flashed through the door, but instead of coming into the class room, she continued on walking. Damien looked at Tommy, who had sighed and simply stared. When the heels clicking had started, Tommy sat up in his chair from his normal slouching position, his posture growing more rigid with every click, but once she had walked past, he fell down, defeated, disheartened. Damien was no idiot, he saw it. "Oooh! So you do like her!" He said in an amused, accusing voice. "Tommyyyy likes the new girl!" He whispered. He jabbed a finger into Tommy's arm repeatedly, he was too depressed to even push it away.

"Shut up man! I do not.. she's just.. you know. Nice and friendly. We're friends." Tommy couldn't believe what just came out of his mouth... friends with the new girl. Not that anything was wrong with it... but yesterday he would have never wanted to be her friend...at least when he first met her. The library was different!

The teacher had started the class. He had stopped speaking and tilted his head, letting his glasses lower so he could simply stare at Damien and Tommy, who got the hint as they went silence.. but that didn't stop Damien from jabbing his finger into Tommy's arm.

Not a moment after he confessed his friendship with the new girl to Damien, that infamous clicking sound began again. This time faster! It was louder than before too, as Ellie ran back to the class room she had over looked. Quite frankly, it would take her a bit of time to memorize all the room numbers and locations! This school was so spread out!

Ellie waltzed right in, giving the teacher one of her sweet-as-lemon-meringue-pie smiles.
"Sorry for being late! I had a hard time finding this class..."

Mr Hansen shook his head, "Alright, well, take your seat. Now back to logarithms.."

Ellie stood there in the door, scanning over the room for a free desk. Earlier her hair was up in a pony tail, now it was left loose and wild! Did she apply make up after gym class? Or was she always that pretty? Which ever the case, her eyes brightened up when they spotted Tommy. She gave another genuine smile, and a small wave before walking over to the desk just in front of Damien. Her hips swayed gently with every step. Today she was wearing a overly-large tee shirt... err... dress? It was plum colour, with greens, blues, and pinks and fading into it; it was definitely worn. The fabric was a little transparent. If one were to concentrate, it was easy to make out the space between her thighs and the apex. The neck of the shirt hung off of her shoulder, and exposed a great deal of her chest. Underneath she wore a lacy white strapless bra. On her wrist she had a variety of wooden beaded bracelets and friendship bracelets! She was rather casual today. Her hands came behind her, pushing the fabric of her short dress against her poundable arse. She then took her seat; so she was making sure the fabric tucked underneath her bottom? Ellie then pulled out her things from her leather backpack. Placing it on the ground, she looked up to catch Tommy watching her.

Ellie stuck her tongue out at him playfully before turning forward. She then began to quickly make notes of what was on the board.

While Mr. Hansen's voice had controlled the room, both Damien and Tommy heard the clicking. The door had been left open, and the empty hall way was filled with the noise, however distant. Damien stopped his poking in anticipation, and Tommy, once again, sat up straight, as if he was paying attention, but his eyes were glued on the door.

There she was. Tommy's mouth had fell open, a stupid, open mouth expression placed on his mouth as he watched her for several instances. He didn't want to be overly excited, and he realized he was staring when she seemed to light up as she spotted him. He gave her a wave in return, but looked away after a short while. He didn't want to be too obvious about his fascination with her..

Damien, however, was more friendly. He gave her an excited wave that you wouldn't expect from a guy of his size, and leaned forward, whispering a 'Hi!' in a loud voice that went unnoticed by the teacher.

Tommy, of course, as soon as he had stopped looking, and stared as she elegantly sat down on the chair after making sure her dress stayed tight to her ass. Damien had watched too, and now had nothing to taunt Tommy with. He merely opened his mouth wide before covering it, staring at Tommy as he made jerky motions towards her ass with his finger, jabbing at its direction in the air in the same manner he had poked Tommy earlier. Tommy wasn't paying attention though.. he was just staring... if only the guy in front of him hadn't been in his seat, or the chair next to him was empty instead of it being a wall.. he wanted her closer to him. Although, the view was very much appreciated from the look in his eyes as Ellie reeled about and stuck her tongue at him.

He smiled back at her for a split second, before he shook his head and stared at his empty notebook. He needed to pass this class and now all he could think about was the image of Ellie's ass and the sight of her face smiling and sticking his tongue out at him. Instead of taking notes, he drew long lines on the paper. Occasionally he glanced up, and looked at the back of Ellie's hair, admiring the way it came down.

Ellie had returned Damien's hi with an equally quiet, "hey!" She tossed him a smile. Damien was a 6ft7, 210lbs of pure muscle, his coarse black hair shaved close to his head. He was an exceptionally good looking, with his pair of chocolate brown eyes. His skin was a rich golden brown colour. He, Tommy, Jake, and a handful of other teammates made up the first string, and they hall happened to be very handsome.

But, Ellie didn't want to focus in on that. Alternatively, Ellie hunched over her desk, scribbling up notes. She slid one onto Damien's desk; asking about what she had missed earlier. Another she wrote, pass this to Tommy on the front of it.

On the inside, Ellie wrote:

Look up

Ellie was holding up her calculator, it read. "Hello" She gave him a little smile.

Tommy couldn't believe he was admitting it, but school was getting more pleasant, considering the eye candy he had in front of him. He just sat there, his hands casually behind his head, leaning back in his chair, and staring. It would look like he was paying attention to the teacher.

He grew deathly alarmed as she passed Damien a note. Why is she passing him notes but not me? I thought we were friends. She just met Damien and didn't even know his name yet anyway, so what was that about.

Damien ignored Tommy, and looked at the note. Knowing that Tommy was going insane, he took his time, first writing what she had missed, which was nothing since it had only been a few minutes. He also told her his name. Only then did he pass the bewildered Tommy the note, who hastily opened it, looked up, and saw Ellie holding the calculator.

A helpless smiled tugged at his lips before it widened his lips. "Hi," he said, a little breathless. Ellie would probably think it was cause he was whispering but his breath was truly taken away by her every time she smiled at him. It seemed like it was reserved exclusively for him, and when she smiled at anyone else... well, it was because she was being nice. Or that's what he hoped.

Damien was chuckling almost uncontrollably and it took Tommy a moment to realize that Damien was watching him, so he quickly looked down at his desk and scribbled at the paper, pretending he was at work. Of course he wasn't, just merely trying to save face.

When he was certain Damien had lost interest, he began to carefully write a note to Ellie. "Ellie I really like you and.." Scribbled it out. Why was he being so nervous and uncertain around her? This wasn't like him. Determined now, he wrote again. "We should hang out this weekend sometime." He folded it, and leaned forward, his long limb of an arm manage to slip the piece of paper on her thigh.

Ellie had idly responded back to Damien's note with her own name. It ended with the exchange of cellphone numbers, making a silent conversation so much easier! Damien held up his cellphone in a teasing way, showing off to Tommy that he had gotten his precious Ellie's number. Ellie was innocent to their rivalry. Instead, Ellie giggled at his response. Tommy was rather cute when he was a little bashful...

Of course, she would never tell him that...

He was gay after all!

However, when he slid the paper across her bare skin, she shivered with goose bumps. Another thing she'd never admit, she loved having different textures caress her skin. She blushed a bit, looking down to the note. Shyly, her gaze turned to him, to his desk, then back to him. She seemed flustered! Facing forward, she continued her notes before reaching down and opening the note. He could see a small smile on her face as she read his little letter. The smile grew again, leaving her to write a response.
"Fpr sure! What did you have in mind?"

Ellie handed the note back to Damien, who shipped it off to Tommy.

Tommy watched as Damien waved his phone from side to side jeeringly at Tommy. Tommy knew Ellie wasn't Damien's type, and he was doing this just to taunt him. He shook his head at him in a disapproving manner before he returned his attention to the note. As always, her optimism and cheerfulness refreshed him. Then he realized he had a problem. He hadn't actually thought this far.

It took him a moment. "The mall," he wrote. "I could show you around and then afterwards my friends are already planning to eat there on Saturday so I could introduce you to them, if you'd like."

Carefully, he waited until the teacher had turned his back and was writing something, before he leaned forward, brushing his hand across Ellie's arm before it lowered, and he dropped it on her thigh.