But that didn’t stop Jameel telling everyone that I’d followed him into the changing rooms and offered him a blowjob. Great! So, all the girls the...n hated me because they thought I was a slut and the boys hated me simply because the girls hated me. Oh, the joys of High School.Fast forward four years… My High School experience behind me, the shortcomings of those times had turned into my strengths. My awkward dancer’s body had developed into a powerful frame fit for a goddess. Shapely legs led up. She answered on the third ring and said, “High baby. I’ve been waiting for your call.”“Hi yourself. Where are you?”“I’m home.”“Where at home?”“Why would you ask me that?”“Humor me my love. Where in the house are you?”“I’m in the basement putting a load of laundry into the washer.”“Hang on for just a minute” I said and put my phone down. I did a slow count to thirty and then picked up my phone and said:“Nope. You aren’t in the basement. I just looked.”Silence from the other end for a couple of. I didn’t know how. I just knew. It felt right. I’d planned this whole trip just so I could do this: propose to the girl I loved.“That’s the problem,” Alexandria sighed, taking my hands in hers across the shining steel cafe table. “I’m only eighteen.”“But you love me,” I pointed out. I was prepared for this conversation. I could handle it, I’d gone through all the possible outcomes in my mind. “And I love you. We’ve been together long enough, you know how well we get on.”“I know I said ‘yes’ out. Jace kept watching the clock, tick tock, tick tock. Finally, lunch came around. Jace parked in the alley behind Lisa’s work. Not 30 seconds later, she came walking out. Jace took a deep breath in and held it. She looked amazing. Her blonde hair blowing in the slight wind, and the dress with a semi-conservative neck line, but showed off her amazing legs. “What is going to come of this lunch?” he thought to himself. He thought that they were strictly platonic, but she was going to notice.