1. Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 3)


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    your head and hold her there like she is weightless!” She said, “She’s not that heavy.” I said, “Don’t be modest: she’s at least a hundred pounds and I’d be surprised if you were much more than that yourself.” “I’m about 15 pounds more than her, I think,” Cherry said. “Well, I don’t know where you have those extra pounds over her—you look the same size to me.” Without a word, Cherry pointed to her boobs with each hand, suggesting where some of her ‘extra’ weight was located. It hadn’t dawned on me before she did that the other girl had almost no breasts to speak of. And it was only then that I realized Cherry was squeezed into a sports bra that was so tight that it made her chest appear much smaller than they actually were. Understanding, I said, “Ah; right. Well, if you are going to have ‘extra pounds’, that’s a good place for them!” Cherry scoffed and punched my arm while calling me a ‘pig’. I said, “Maybe, but I’m your pig.” “AWWW, that’s so cute! Yes you are,” she said while hugging my arm and then resting her head on my shoulder. We sat there for a few minutes just enjoying the closeness of each other while watching the world go by. Without warning, Cherry jumped to her feet and was pulling me up with her—the suddenness of her action caused me to flinch in surprise the way one does while watching a horror movie for the first time. “Come on! Let’s go for a walk!” she ‘suggested’. A response from me was neither needed nor wanted. Cherry continued to hug onto my arm as we ...
    strolled around the school campus. We walked so close that I had to be careful not to step on her feet. It was amazing at how comfortable we were with each other already. We’d only been dating a short while, but there was nothing I couldn’t say to her and she felt the same way. Expressing our feelings for one another felt like the most natural thing to do and we did it without fear of judgment or rejection. For me, Cherry was the ‘gold standard’ in women: the one to which all others would be compared. And that standard was much more than something as trivial as looks; it was also her friendly and cheerful personality. But most importantly, it was how she made me feel. I felt like Cherry was supposed to be a part of my life from the very beginning and until the very end. I didn’t feel complete without her next to me and as long as she was near me, the world was a carefree place. It felt like Cherry was leading us to someplace but I didn’t know where. At the same time, it seemed like she didn’t know either; like she was searching. Thinking it was my imagination, I said nothing. It became clear that we were heading for the far end of the parking lot that bordered on several acres of land that was overgrown with trees and underbrush/woods. I finally asked, “Where are we going?” Cherry answered, “There are trails over here for the biology class. We go and find different species of plants and have to pick samples to label for lab. I want to show you some pretty flowers that are back ...
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