I still can’t help but blush at my own confession though. ‘What? It’s true.” Anyways as you can see, it’s hot to the point of melting and our school has no air conditioner. ‘Cheap’ To make it worse the people around me or more specifically, the girls around me, are adding to the heat, if you catch my drift. My damn perverted eyes, and I can’t help but blush again, keep on following the ass of each hot girl wearing only enough to cover her privates.

Normally, most people would have already gone through this stupid and awkward stage of staring and gawking to the gender that attracts them. ‘Except my brother.’ But for some reason, puberty decided to skip me then come back a few years later.

So let me recap, here I am, at school, in the scorching heat of the California sun, baking, and pretty much secretly undressing each hot girl that passes me with my eyes.

I’m making my way to my history room, to the history room and my eyes fall on a certain brunette that’s going in the same direction that I am. How do I know? Easy, that’s cause I have the same class as her.

From what I know, Ashley didn’t take history her first year so she still needs the credit to graduate, so here she is, in a room of mainly freshmen and I know that I’m not the only one gawking at her. Unfortunately, other people had the same idea as Ashley and also decided to forego history on their first year and have to take it now, one of them being Aiden. Who? Well, Aiden is the jerk that decided to brand me and give me hell for my high school life.

‘God I hate him.’ Well, him and that Madison bitch, the other girl who decided to make high school a living hell for me. They’re always the one that are teasing me the most. Though, the one thing that I have noticed is that Ashley is hardly ever around when they do, and when she is, she never participates in it. It makes me feel a little bit better, especially since I don’t really want her to see me like that. Weak and hopeless I mean. It makes me feel a little better but just a little.