So, me and my friends we are an odd crew. We aren’t the extreme nerds, or the jocks, were aren’t the preps or the Goths. We are just misfits. But this is just who we are. The thing about us is that we could be popular if we really wanted to. We just rather not deal with that kind of pressure, we’d rather have fun, and experience life. So this is one of a series of stories about my friends once we hit our senior year of high school.

So, my name is Delilah. I am pretty tom boyish, and on the shorter side. I am 5’ 3’’, I have dirty blonde hair, green eyes. I enjoy football, basketball, and baseball, so I am pretty fit. Being a tomboy though I have never got much attention from boys. I have had this crush on one of the guys in our group of friends, since sophomore year. His name is Kyle, he plays football, he wrestles, and he is very proud of the number of girls he has gone through. Why would I crush on him then? Well being his best friend, he treats me much different then other girls. The thing is he has never thought of me as anything more then a friend. In fact I was the friend he went to talk about his girlfriend problems. It killed me to see this guy that I care for so much with all these skanks that wouldn’t give thought to anything except whether they need to go buy more condoms. 

So these are the events that lead to what happened.

We were in English class and it just so happens Kyle’s seat is right beside mine. Which was nice because I had a friend to talk to rather then pay attention in class. My problem was that Laurie’s assigned seat was two in front of Kyle. Laurie was the flavor of the year. Kyle has always wanted to be with her, she was the girl all the guys called a ten. Anyways Laurie didn’t even know Kyle existed, because he wasn’t the party guy. Laurie was so out of Kyles league. She is one of those girls who only hangs with people in college frats. But of course, being Kyle’s right hand girl, I was the one to hear all about her.

So we were skimming through our extremely large English books, and we came across this article called Rape Fantasies. We found it humorous it was about all these middle age women who were discussing love, when one brought up that she read in an article that most women have rape fantasies. All the women were appalled then after they each thought about it they found that each of them did have some sort of rape fantasy. So Kyle and I both laughed it off, because there were quite a few people who thought our conversation was open for anyone to add to.