It was quite inside the hallways of Silicon Valley High School. Nothing seemed to be taking place With the exception being the sight of Sochio Cadamoka. Who stood leaned up against the hallway wall. Waiting as he done, many time before for McKinsey Lora. She was late and in his boredom. He decided to start counting the seconds. 2,15,11,5,11,5,14,8,5,18,20. When he saw her. She was a sight for sore eyes. In her baby blue laced bikini. Which was peppered seductively with little blue dots along the curve of her bikini top. Her top tightly squeezed her breast Providing a more than adequate view of her fair skinned breast. While the rest of the bikini pressed along the space of her legs.
“Wow” called Sochio.”
“You like responded” a flirtatious Mckinsey.
“It's my picture of me. I'll be dressing like this the whole week.”
"Really?” called a less than curious Sochio.
As he watched to his even greater suprise. Mckinsey Lora walk into the same classroom. Where just yesterday she had been the girl entering first grade with him. In her blond pony tales and glasses. Mckinsey had changed. Yet he had never scene her every change like this before.It just didn't seem right.
McKensey Lora was met by the gaze of a million boys. Who packed all around her including the rich Tom Carlyle. Tom Carlyle was the rich aristo brat of the pack. Who had a reputation for being a little Casanova. He made his way past the wave of rushing boys posting comments onto McKinsey Lora 's body. He gave her a comment. She responded
"Yes,Yes, even though I've only known you for a second."
In the meantime. Socio stood day in daze. Wondering all the while. Why in the world was Mckensey Lora doing to this to her self? Nothing about her actions made any sense.
But he didn't have time to worry about her. He took his seat next to Chase Becker, and entered into a daydream. When he was awaken by the annoying pokes of Chase
“Chase what are you doing.”
“Poking you”
“Yeah so stop.”
“Why?”
“Because I said so.”
“Dude whats wrong with you?”
“Nothing its just. I don't see what pleasure you get out of poking”
“I don't know but everyone else is being poked.”
“Yeah well.”
“ Just stop Chase” replied Sochio.
Sochio grabbed his books together and walked out just as the bell was about to ring.
After leaving Chase. Sochio endured his way through the end of the school day, and to the entrance of the school parking lot. When he ran into Mckinsey Lora. Who was proclaimed her relationship to Tom Carlyle,to the whole class. Were she stood leaned up against Tom. Who repaid the favor in kind. By pressing his arms up underneath her bra. Feeling her soft skin. Were he smoothed his feel of McKinseys breast His intension we're clearly shown.
"Hey Sochio” called out McKinsey as he reached for his bike.
"Guess what?"
"what?"
"I'm dating Tom."
"Awesome" replied Sochio in a less than happy voice.
"Aren't you happy for me?"
"No not really"
"Well when are you than" inquired Mckinsey.
Sochio was about to leave the school. When he turned around and placed his arm on Mckinsey's shoulder. He looked at her with her soft eyes, and for a little while. She was the little girl who he couldn't get enough of. But this was wasn't her.
It was another girl.
It was another girl.
"Do you think those people care about you anymore than me?” asked Sochio.
“ Did they know you when before you became this ? When you walked to school yesterday, in blond pony tails and glasses? When you and I spent long nights, studying in my place for chemistry. When we knew we would get an A.” asked Sochio
"I've changed Sochio, and so have they.”
“Yeah and at what cost? At what point will you stop and realize that his isn't real? When you get poked to death? When you start getting told to be friend requested by random strangers? When your best way of talking to someone. Is posting a comment on there body? Or how about when you tell someone to leave you alone, and your best way of telling them to leave me alone. Is by telling your being blocked? Maybe I forgot that people were pages, and life was about what you said on a one dimensional surface .”
Sochio reaches for Mckinseys arm to draw her closer. But she's not responsive. She looks at the wall. In glazed eyes. She in shock, but she doesn't care. She follows her boyfriend. As he leads her into his supped up black and tail red red Chevy.
“So that's it, this is where you leave.”called Sochio
“I guess...I guess I grew up.” responded Mckinsey
“She did” replied her boyfriend. As he worked his keys into the cars ignition. The ignition makes a loud roar. Which startles even Tom. He looks up at the sky and catches a salty rain drop on the tip of his tongue. The clouds don't follow close behind. He calls to Mckensey
"baby lets go."
She enters his car, and he accelerates it. Mckinsey looks out the mirror of the car. To the shadow of a darkened Sochio, and just as she is about to do that. Her bra flies off into a darkened Sochio.
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