.. You like that fat ass Ron? You want to fuck that pig! She said laughing. You have to watch out, she doesn't crush you. It's like Belle and the b**s...t. The nerd and the b**st! I was completely overwhelmed. From so happy to hurt and sad. I couldn't handle my emotions anymore and ran away.I ran into the hallway and up the stairs to the top floor and sat down on the stairs crying. Why was she so evil. Couldn't she mind her own God damn business. My insecurities took over and bad thought of my. I thought she could read my mind because she looked over at me just then. I had on sunglasses but I still looked away quickly and blushed. Luckily it was hot out and I could blame my red cheeks on that."Hey, Jessica!" Margret says as she walks over to me."Hey, what's up?" I say. 'Geez, I sound so stupid,' I thought to myself.Margret gets a big smile and replies, "Oh, not much. Just wanted to say hey. You're looking a little red, the sun is hot today. I have some great cream that would help with. "Bedrooms are private places," he said."Oh. Okay, we'll ask Janice. She cleans their bedroom. Maybe she'll know."Later when they were strolling on the running path, Patty said, "Why do you want to know now many shoes Nora has?"Haltingly, he told her about his parents' last fight. While he spoke, he started to cry, not gulping sobs, mostly silent tears, but some of them escaped his eyes and streaked his cheeks."Why did they have to yell at each other, Patty? Why... ?" he said.She pulled at his. The 12 girls are all very attractive and in exceptionally great physical condition. It seems like they work out more than the football players do that they cheer for.I grabbed the camcorder and ejected the tape inside and noticed that it was mostly recorded. I couldn’t remember leaving it like that, so put it back in and hit rewind. I looked through the view finder and saw Samantha standing in the spare bedroom beside one of the JV football players, Tony. I didn’t immediately recognize the boy.