"Wait. Just...just fuck me, please.You can repay me later, I just..I just.."My voice was low and my breathing was already shallow.My nipples were ere...ct, and my face flushed.I had never been hornier then now. I wanted to be higher.I needed it.Craved it.I had to have his still hard dick inside me."Just what, Amy?" Matt asked cruely, standing at the foot of the bed with an innocent look on his face.He had his hands resting on my calves, and my legs tingled with the expectation that he would move. Where you guys wanna go back? Drop me off at home with Dave. Greg said. I dropped them off, and when I was slapping Dave bye, I felt a small bag in his hand. Thats for you, man. Enjoy your weekend, haha. Nice. Weed. Thanks man. You too bro. I went to my phone, and saw Heather wanted me to pick her up from school. I headed back, blasted some music, and pulled up in the circle after flicking the cig out five minutes before. I waited for like twenty minutes before Heather came out, jogging with. The people who hate those four years will spend the rest of their lives wishing they could change things. It's a tragedy some jocks, cheerleaders, and popular kids look back twenty years later and see the BEST time of their life. There's even something sad about the ones who never look back.For two years, four months and seven days of my high school life, my destiny was to spend thousands of therapy dollars to let some stupid teenage shit go. Fortunately, fate had plans for me and no intentions. Wayne set his knapsack on the floor, pulled out Much Ado About Nothing for which a report was due the following week, sat on one of the many vacant padded benches, and lay back. He started to read.After about an hour, the bar had begun to fill, and the din had begun to make reading difficult. He placed the book back in his knapsack, and laid back down to close his eyes to immerse himself in the music.Some time later, hearing some people sit at the he bench adjacent to his he looked up to see. A.