"I'm gonna go change. I'll pick you up in an hour?" Uh huh." She murmured. She was barely aware of what her friend. She was more interested in staring...at her own reflection. Megan's entire life she'd never been that girl. The one that everybody wanted and today when she looked in the mirror she was. She knew that for once in her life she was that girl. "God look at me." Megan twisted so she could catch the reflection of her ass in the mirror then bounced it just a bit. A wistful smile crossed. He was squeezing them gently, feeling her ass as much as he could.His fingers traced her panties and pinched her butt. Rubbing her ass crack, he grinned. In a fraction of a second, she grabbed his crotch in the darkness. He was getting hard inside his pants, and she felt a warmth she wanted in her mouth.“If you touch me, I get to touch you,” She whispered“Better make it happy then,” He grinned.He took her to the farthest, darkest end of the garden. Some of the backup lights turned on, but Amy. Hannah didn't even have to wait for the grades or the exams to know that she was in serious trouble academically. She knew that she would need at least one grade to improve significantly, and then write a couple of seriously decent essays until the end of the semester break.With Hannah's usual troubles in motivating herself to do anything she didn't want to, her doubts as to how she might get herself to write those essays were justified, but moot if she couldn't get at least one A or B to. I could admire his good looks andpresence, but the yearning I had felt on the stage at the Staples Centerwas gone.But as the song wound to its conclusion, I once again saw something thatintrigued me. It was the same flicker I had seen in his eyes that nightjust over two months ago.There was hope in his eyes once more as he stared into mine. But ourfates had been reversed. I could see him searching for anything thatshowed the love I had felt for him. Yet I knew that it wasn't there. Ifelt myself.