Rude. Well at least I can say I tried. I stuffed by bag into the locker,locked it and headed out.* * *It was softball day again in gym class. I was ho...ing that was the case. Ihad some unfinished business. This time I was not picked last. It wassomewhere in the middle. The guy who was picking looked at me. I smiled.He smiled back. "Christina Demarco," he said picking me. Did I just flirtwith a guy to get my way?"You won't regret this Captain," I said joining the gaggle of classmatesbehind him. I. ” I lift a finger to tap my full lower lip. “My human mouth cannot handle your full name, I’m afraid.”His eyes turn a little brighter, like honey, and fix on my mouth.See? That I can work with.I walk up do him slowly, very slowly, making sure to walk like I’m Jessica Rabbit and there’s a sexy saxophone playing in the background, and not like my knees are knocking, I’m half-naked in the worst of ways and my bare soles are painfully catching on whatever that stuff is on the floor.I can physically. And he's like, 'Hey babe, why'd you stop?It was just getting good.' And I'm like, are you fucking serious? I'vebeen giving you a free lap dance for, practically, an *hour* and youstill got nothin'?" Hard men are good to find!" Tiffani giggled."You said it sister!"Both Tiffani and Angela looked over at Jordan, who had been watching andlistening to all of this in shock, mouth open. He felt like ananthropologist, observing this strange and (for him) remote society andbeing accepted as one of its. .I was wondering. Did you maybe want to go to The Slicery with me? We could play some foosball or something." Jessica looked up at me hopefully. I didn't really want to. Jessica just wasn't my type. Not a lot of girls were. I hadn't ever had a girlfriend, and no one knew it except Adam. I felt bad though, seeing as how Jessica was pretty cute and she liked me a lot. I itched my neck and looked down."Well.. .I dunno. I kind of planned to hang out and play some video games with my bud here." I.