deborahscribe
Really Experienced
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Jerome was drinking a 40 while talking with his friends Steve and Jamal. The three kids were hanging out behind the old shop building, at a part of the school people seldom went to. School was strictly optional for Steve and Jamal, who were in their fifth year. Jerome still went to most of his classes and wanted to get a diploma this year. Technically drinking on school grounds was against the rules, but it was 4 and everyone was gone anyway.
Or so they thought.
One girl was just finishing up her studies, working on a special project. She was a geeky but still attractive blonde...one of those girls who is okay but who a makeover could quite possibly turn into a knockout. She had good curves and a bad haircut...a sweet face but a lousy wardrobe. She walked home, and in a moment her path and that of the kids hanging out would cross.
Or so they thought.
One girl was just finishing up her studies, working on a special project. She was a geeky but still attractive blonde...one of those girls who is okay but who a makeover could quite possibly turn into a knockout. She had good curves and a bad haircut...a sweet face but a lousy wardrobe. She walked home, and in a moment her path and that of the kids hanging out would cross.