My night with Christean |
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Introduction: This story takes place when I'm in high school. I had changed physically, and in my personality since I was in middle school. Physically I had matured; puberty had smacked me, over the summer I had grown almost half a foot and gained fifty pounds making me 5' 10", 190 pounds and still growing with blue/green eyes and neck long, slightly curly, blonde hair. I had taken up boxing and wrestling to accompany my other pass times, baseball, basketball and football. I had started weight lifting as well. I had started with no idea of what I was doing. I wrongly did bench press and squats, they were fine exercises, but were not geared to the type of body I wanted. I soon learned how sculpt my body, not build it. I focused my efforts on key parts of my body. I worked diligently on my forearms, for bat control in baseball, ball handling in basketball and shear grip in football and wrestling. I would do forearm curls, seated rows, and finger tip push ups. I worked my biceps and triceps as well, but my forearms were soon as big as my whole upper arm. My back was also a point of interest, and with the same furry I had worked my forearms I worked my back, and I soon had a extremely toned back, even with a shirt on you could see the muscles in my back, almost as if they strived to escape. I worked the rest of my body to a point of being toned, but not to the craziness I had worked on my forearms, back and later my legs, more specificly my calves. I had started my freshmen year with a good, powerful body and left my freshmen year of high school with a fantastic and geared body. Mentally I had changed as well. I had taken an interest in three things, history, literature and flirting. I learned how to make girls, and young teachers laugh and even blush; of coarse with impunity. I was easy to be around and made it hard for people to be mad at me. I was not very smart, except in history and writing, that being said I was in honors and AP classes, but that was more or less linked to my interests and that I went to a small school. Actually I went to a very small school in New Jersey, the average graduating class was seventy or so. So small that I had to stop wresting because the school cut the program. My freshmen year had started well, I was strong, athletic and personable. My older brother, who was just like me except smarter, stronger and just all round "Older Brother" had set the way for me, so I had no problem with upper classmen. I had started varsity on the football team as a punter and kick returner, we had a good year so it was easy to get a girl friend. Christean, an asian/American sophomore and I soon became inseparable, and soon a couple. She was not overly attractive: 5'3" a 110 pounds. She was a solid B cup and had a small, but firm butt. Her personality was her best feature though, she was happy, smart and had the ability to infect you with good feelings. We probably started "going out" with me a week or two into school. I would like to say I loved her, she was great. Always happy, that being said she would get mad at me, but that's how it was in high school. We had a few clases together, and we were often together in the hall ways. My biggest problem with my relationship with her were het parents; they plainly told me they did not want here doing out with a white kid. I was dumb struck because her parents were both half white, and half Korean. Besides the point we still went out with each other, we just didn't stay at her house. |