"Well dude if you try out for freshman you'll make it for sure, but J.V or varsity you have a shot but those guys are probably bigger than you by an awful lot." "3:15, Coach from G Spot said I should go for varsity, but I think I'll just go for freshman." "And that better be all you're feeling, what are you AHH"Īndrew jumped, "HEY don't do that, you know how much I hate it when you nipple tweak me." "You're gonna make it dude I can feel it" Matt said as he draped his arm over his best friend. "Don't get too far ahead of yourself, I haven't even tried out yet." "You'll make it for sure, you were like the fucking king of the soccer field back at Graing."
"No I'm gonna give up the one thing that keeps me able to eat this." Andrew said as he took a huge bite of his cheeseburger His best friend Matt Sage sat beside him, "So buddy you trying out for the soccer team?" So with the added stress, even though Andrew was like a son to Alexander, Jason started to distance himself, because Andrew made him look bad, and eventually, that resentment turned into hate, for no seemingly apparent reason.Īndrew aimlessly went through his usual routine, and found a table where he knew his friends would eventually find him, as planned they did about 15 minutes of sitting alone his friends began to form a very crowded table. Then when Jason's mother died his father changed and demanded perfection of his only son, if the house, his grades, his attendance didn't reflect who Alexander Schmidt wanted his son to be the punishment would be unspeakable. Andrew was the soccer star and the number one student, with straight A+'s and perfect attendance, he is the kind of kid parents dream of having, while in middle school for Jason sports were everything, and he had mostly As with a couple Bs tossed in, still on honor roll of course, but attendance was minimal. Then when they reached middle school Jason was all about the sports, going for everything besides soccer, his father thought soccer was not American enough, (Yes a jackass and a bigot) for his son to partake in. Needless to say the boys had a past, they had grown up next door to one another for their entire lives, hell their parents shared an ambulance to the hospital when they were to be born, they were like brothers, twins from separate mothers. "Oh and watch the language, I might be tempted to say exactly how you learned the definition of a word you can't even spell." Andrew knew that was below the belt seeing as he was second in their class, a second only to Andrew himself, and Jason's father was all about "Valedictorian or no college, I see no point in furthering the education of a second rate son." "Well then maybe you should watch the buttons you press with me, because there are a couple that will make me sing all your secrets like a little birdy." "That was supposed to be a secret." Jason said with a bitter tone "Well, well, well look who was given a day off from the funny farm, tell me is it true that the orderlies beat you to make you take your meds, or do they just shove it down your throat, like your used to?" The look on Jason's face went from confident to downright angry He noted that the culprit was none other than his long time rival Jason Schmidt, now Andrew maybe slightly undersized, but he's no push over "Watch it fag" Andrew was slightly taken aback as this was the first time he'd been called that particular phrase. It was a typical day at school, he blended in just fine, with his Abercrombie style and boyish charms, most people got along just great with his. Because, well it's one thing to pop a boner, but a completely different story to pop one in the locker room. I’ve registered mild objections to these conversations, but 1) I don’t think she has close girlfriends to talk about this, and 2) I don’t want to make her feel ashamed or like she can’t talk to me.To continue, as most boys know gym class in a high school can be a godsend, or a blessing from hell. I am happy for her, but the problem, to be blunt, is that she won’t shut up to me about it! She tells me fairly graphic details about every man she dates, and even one time about a man she met in a bar and had a one-night stand with.
She’s now living in a big city after graduation and is “blooming,” I guess you could say.
My daughter is beautiful but very shy, and I essentially knew she was a virgin through college. My son had a long-term girlfriend in high school, and I came to realize they were having sex, so I just made sure he had the facts about safety. We started talking about sex early, and positively, and consciously kept an open line so they knew they had support if they needed it. I’m a mother of two lovely and happy kids, both in their early 20s.