Lunchtime came, at last. “So I take it she’d hot then?” I mocked. xnx I spun around to be smacked in the face with this vision of wonder called Jade. “Her name is Jade, she’s blonde, she’s in our year and she is seriously stacked”, blurted Bill. Saturday morning and Dan arrived on her bike, it was a new hybrid racer/mountain bike. Lunchtime came, at last. All my life I had known Dan. The Spring, memories. “So what’s her name, age, VITAL STATISTICS?” I asked, emphasising the latter. “You’ve grown too”, she replied, gripping my bicep in her hand, “Mmm, impressive”. During the summer break from school I had gone to stay with my grandparents. She took two quick steps and “bombed” into the water, “C’mon slow coach” she yelled. I had to pull myself together, this was my pal!
