It was 8:45 in our social studies class. When the door swung open. And in walked Mrs. Kim Beasley. She was followed by a new student. Who followed Mrs. Beasley to the teachers desk. Where Mrs. Harris was sitting. They talked quietly for a moment. And Mrs. Beasley walks out.
I was already profiling the girl. Who was dressed in a flannel shirt, jeans and cowboy boots. Like she just stepped off a ranch or something. She wasn’t exactly pretty or ugly for that matter. She was a big girl. But not what I would consider fat. But I’ve always liked bigger girls. A girl with some meat on her bones. Was always sexy to me.
She had shoulder length dark blonde or light brown hair.
By appearance she didn’t look like a preppy stuck up bitch, that thought that she was to good for anybody. I always hated those types of girls.
Mrs. Harris stands up, to address the class.
“ Everyone this is Kris. Y’all all need to make her feel welcome. “
Kris just stood there awkwardly. As everyone was sizing her up. While Mrs. Harris looks around for her an empty seat.
She acted like she was trying to find the right students to pair Kris up with. She pointed to an empty desk. Next to my girlfriend Misty.
“ Sit over there. Misty you take care of Kris and show her around. “
“ Yes ma’mm. “ Misty said nicely.
I was sitting behind Misty, watching her approach us.
“ Hi “ I said softly.
Kris just smiled a warm smile at me. And sat down. Of course I just stared at her big ass as she sat down. Misty leans toward her, and took and opened up her social studies book. To help her get to wherever it was, that we were at in the book.
Soon the bell rang. Misty wanted to put on a good impression for Kris. For some reason she looked like she would be a good friend.
“ Hey this is Mikey. And this is Shirley, Staci and Rachel. Who were the others in Misty’s clique. We all did our best to make her feel welcome. I could tell just by interacting with her. There was something special about this girl that I liked.
“ Lets see your schedule. I’ll help you out. “
She hands the schedule over to Misty.
“ Oh cool your going to the vocational school to. And we’ll have PE. together.
“ But we’re not going to have English and Math together? “ Kris said with disappointment in her voice.
“ It’s okay, you’ll be alright. “
Misty led her through the crowded hallway. To Kris’s next class. Which had those pretty preppy bitches and of course the alpha male jocks were in there.
And one of them couldn’t resist the urge to bark like a fucking dog at Misty.
“ What’s the retarded skank doing in here?”
A girls voice said.
Misty pushed Kris to the side, and stepped in to the classroom.
“ What’s that you say Connie??? “ Misty says out loud, while dropping her books and purse. She then stepped out of her high heels. “ I’m right here Bitch!...Bring it on! “ She said challenging her.
Kris looks on in disbelief. First day at a new school, and she’s right in the middle of a fight.
Mr. Brown jumps up from his desk.
“ That’s enough girls!...Ain’t going to be no fight in my class! He points to the door. “ Out!...You know your place! “ He said with sarcasm.
Misty gathering her things kept her eyes on Connie. She slowly backed out the door.
“ Fucking Bitch! “ She said out in the hallway, catching her breath. While putting her high heels back on.
“ What’s wring Babe? “ I asked her as I just walked up, missing out on the action.
“ Your ex girlfriend! I can’t believe you used to like that bitch! I’m gonna kick her ass! “
I laugh to myself. Remembering there last scrap, when Connie tried to drown Misty. By holding her head in the toilet,
“ You sure Babe? Like you did last time? “
I couldn’t resist that one.
“ Shut the Fuck up!...Who’s side are you on? “ She asked just a fuming.
Outside the school I take and hold her hand.
“ You know I love you! “ I say to her.
“ I know. “ She then smiled.
We make our way to the old trailer. Where us special kids had our class.
Me, Misty and Shirley were in this class. Along with Becky. Who had black hair, and was so pale that she looked like warmed over death. She always wore black clothes and black lipstick and always was depressed. And didn’t talk much.
Then there was Jed. He was tall and red headed with bad acne. He had a bad speech impediment and was hard to understand. It was always exciting hanging out with Jed. He had a very short fuse. When bullies came his way, he always throws the first punch. And would usually beat the God Damn Hell out of them. If not with his fists he’d use chairs, desks and one time we saw him flip the camera table over at them. It usually took two or three jocks to take him down. And when he got his ass kicked, it just pissed him off more. Revenge was always on his mind.
Surprisingly Jed could read pretty good. He liked that 1984 book, along with The catcher and the Rye. And you always know people that read those books have some issues.
I always felt that Jed would take the typical fight to the next tragic level. And the sad thing is. I wouldn’t blame him in the least for it.
Shirley and Jed had an on again and off again love affair. She always told Misty that he was hung like a fucking horse. And he was the only boyfriend she’d had up to that point, that could make her cum with his cock. She always tried to get her to try it. But Misty felt that would be the one time her birth control would fail. And she’d have to raise his kid. And she didn’t want that kind of long term relationship with him.
There was a hand full of other’s in the class. Greg was in a wheelchair. With a bad seizure disorder. The others had there own disabilities to some degree or another. But at least in those classes, everyone was nice to each other.
After those two periods. Misty and her other girlfriends hooked back up with Kris at the gym. Mrs. Brown assigned Kris a locker. And gave her a tee shirt and a pair of shorts to change in to.
Kris was prepared with her own sweat pants and tennis shoes. The girls changed. And went in to the gym. Some played basketball. Others played volleyball. Misty and her clique just leisurely walked laps. They didn’t care for sports and were just lazy as Hell anyway.
Kris liked the girls but seemed board.
“ Is there a weight room here? “ She asked.
“ Yeah...You lift weights? “
“ I do a little. “
“ Yeah we got one. Some of the guys might be in there though. “
“ That’s okay I’m good with that. “ Kris said enthusiastically.
They walked toward the back door of the gym. That led to a hallway that went to the weight room, wrestling room and on to the boys gym.
Mrs. Brown saw the girls. She knew them well enough, that she figured they were looking for a place to smoke. Or had a boy waiting to suck, fuck or jerk off. She followed behind them, and stood in the doorway to keep an eye on them.
Kris went straight to some 45LB. dumb bells. She picked them up like they were nothing. And started doing a set of curls. Misty did the same but only with 10 pound weights.
“ Damn girl your strong! “ Misty said watching her. The girls moved around the room, from one machine to the next.
Rex and Donnie were the only boys in the room with them. They were both nerds from the advanced gifted classes. Both were highly intelligent. But were small and weak. As far as physical stature was concerned.
Thankfully the jocks and more athletic types had 7th. Period PE. So nobody had to feel intimidated or put up with there Bull shit.
Rex and Donnie didn’t do much to help one another. Donnie was doing squats, while Rex was doing bench presses.
Kris was on the pec machine behind Rex. He had 90 pounds on the bar. She watched his arms tremble and shake. As he pushed the weights up. And suddenly he dropped them.
She leaped from the machine and raced over. Grabbing the bar, lifting it and placed it on the rack.
“ Are you Okay? “
I was already profiling the girl. Who was dressed in a flannel shirt, jeans and cowboy boots. Like she just stepped off a ranch or something. She wasn’t exactly pretty or ugly for that matter. She was a big girl. But not what I would consider fat. But I’ve always liked bigger girls. A girl with some meat on her bones. Was always sexy to me.
She had shoulder length dark blonde or light brown hair.
By appearance she didn’t look like a preppy stuck up bitch, that thought that she was to good for anybody. I always hated those types of girls.
Mrs. Harris stands up, to address the class.
“ Everyone this is Kris. Y’all all need to make her feel welcome. “
Kris just stood there awkwardly. As everyone was sizing her up. While Mrs. Harris looks around for her an empty seat.
She acted like she was trying to find the right students to pair Kris up with. She pointed to an empty desk. Next to my girlfriend Misty.
“ Sit over there. Misty you take care of Kris and show her around. “
“ Yes ma’mm. “ Misty said nicely.
I was sitting behind Misty, watching her approach us.
“ Hi “ I said softly.
Kris just smiled a warm smile at me. And sat down. Of course I just stared at her big ass as she sat down. Misty leans toward her, and took and opened up her social studies book. To help her get to wherever it was, that we were at in the book.
Soon the bell rang. Misty wanted to put on a good impression for Kris. For some reason she looked like she would be a good friend.
“ Hey this is Mikey. And this is Shirley, Staci and Rachel. Who were the others in Misty’s clique. We all did our best to make her feel welcome. I could tell just by interacting with her. There was something special about this girl that I liked.
“ Lets see your schedule. I’ll help you out. “
She hands the schedule over to Misty.
“ Oh cool your going to the vocational school to. And we’ll have PE. together.
“ But we’re not going to have English and Math together? “ Kris said with disappointment in her voice.
“ It’s okay, you’ll be alright. “
Misty led her through the crowded hallway. To Kris’s next class. Which had those pretty preppy bitches and of course the alpha male jocks were in there.
And one of them couldn’t resist the urge to bark like a fucking dog at Misty.
“ What’s the retarded skank doing in here?”
A girls voice said.
Misty pushed Kris to the side, and stepped in to the classroom.
“ What’s that you say Connie??? “ Misty says out loud, while dropping her books and purse. She then stepped out of her high heels. “ I’m right here Bitch!...Bring it on! “ She said challenging her.
Kris looks on in disbelief. First day at a new school, and she’s right in the middle of a fight.
Mr. Brown jumps up from his desk.
“ That’s enough girls!...Ain’t going to be no fight in my class! He points to the door. “ Out!...You know your place! “ He said with sarcasm.
Misty gathering her things kept her eyes on Connie. She slowly backed out the door.
“ Fucking Bitch! “ She said out in the hallway, catching her breath. While putting her high heels back on.
“ What’s wring Babe? “ I asked her as I just walked up, missing out on the action.
“ Your ex girlfriend! I can’t believe you used to like that bitch! I’m gonna kick her ass! “
I laugh to myself. Remembering there last scrap, when Connie tried to drown Misty. By holding her head in the toilet,
“ You sure Babe? Like you did last time? “
I couldn’t resist that one.
“ Shut the Fuck up!...Who’s side are you on? “ She asked just a fuming.
Outside the school I take and hold her hand.
“ You know I love you! “ I say to her.
“ I know. “ She then smiled.
We make our way to the old trailer. Where us special kids had our class.
Me, Misty and Shirley were in this class. Along with Becky. Who had black hair, and was so pale that she looked like warmed over death. She always wore black clothes and black lipstick and always was depressed. And didn’t talk much.
Then there was Jed. He was tall and red headed with bad acne. He had a bad speech impediment and was hard to understand. It was always exciting hanging out with Jed. He had a very short fuse. When bullies came his way, he always throws the first punch. And would usually beat the God Damn Hell out of them. If not with his fists he’d use chairs, desks and one time we saw him flip the camera table over at them. It usually took two or three jocks to take him down. And when he got his ass kicked, it just pissed him off more. Revenge was always on his mind.
Surprisingly Jed could read pretty good. He liked that 1984 book, along with The catcher and the Rye. And you always know people that read those books have some issues.
I always felt that Jed would take the typical fight to the next tragic level. And the sad thing is. I wouldn’t blame him in the least for it.
Shirley and Jed had an on again and off again love affair. She always told Misty that he was hung like a fucking horse. And he was the only boyfriend she’d had up to that point, that could make her cum with his cock. She always tried to get her to try it. But Misty felt that would be the one time her birth control would fail. And she’d have to raise his kid. And she didn’t want that kind of long term relationship with him.
There was a hand full of other’s in the class. Greg was in a wheelchair. With a bad seizure disorder. The others had there own disabilities to some degree or another. But at least in those classes, everyone was nice to each other.
After those two periods. Misty and her other girlfriends hooked back up with Kris at the gym. Mrs. Brown assigned Kris a locker. And gave her a tee shirt and a pair of shorts to change in to.
Kris was prepared with her own sweat pants and tennis shoes. The girls changed. And went in to the gym. Some played basketball. Others played volleyball. Misty and her clique just leisurely walked laps. They didn’t care for sports and were just lazy as Hell anyway.
Kris liked the girls but seemed board.
“ Is there a weight room here? “ She asked.
“ Yeah...You lift weights? “
“ I do a little. “
“ Yeah we got one. Some of the guys might be in there though. “
“ That’s okay I’m good with that. “ Kris said enthusiastically.
They walked toward the back door of the gym. That led to a hallway that went to the weight room, wrestling room and on to the boys gym.
Mrs. Brown saw the girls. She knew them well enough, that she figured they were looking for a place to smoke. Or had a boy waiting to suck, fuck or jerk off. She followed behind them, and stood in the doorway to keep an eye on them.
Kris went straight to some 45LB. dumb bells. She picked them up like they were nothing. And started doing a set of curls. Misty did the same but only with 10 pound weights.
“ Damn girl your strong! “ Misty said watching her. The girls moved around the room, from one machine to the next.
Rex and Donnie were the only boys in the room with them. They were both nerds from the advanced gifted classes. Both were highly intelligent. But were small and weak. As far as physical stature was concerned.
Thankfully the jocks and more athletic types had 7th. Period PE. So nobody had to feel intimidated or put up with there Bull shit.
Rex and Donnie didn’t do much to help one another. Donnie was doing squats, while Rex was doing bench presses.
Kris was on the pec machine behind Rex. He had 90 pounds on the bar. She watched his arms tremble and shake. As he pushed the weights up. And suddenly he dropped them.
She leaped from the machine and raced over. Grabbing the bar, lifting it and placed it on the rack.
“ Are you Okay? “