“I don’t know, I think he’s cute.” Johnny smiled as he walked proudly astride his best friend. “One of the captains of the football team jus... hit on me.” He jumped and skipped a little as his smile grew brighter. After school, Johnny made a bee line to the dugouts at the park's baseball diamond. Tentatively, he stepped down into the concrete bunker. “Lance?” He said as his eyes adjusted to the darkness. He was alone. He looked out the opening that looked over the diamond and saw him coming in. I felt like she was trying to take advantage of my kindness. "What do you expect me to do," I almost shouted. "You should have called your folks in the first place, and faced the music. I don't think I should help you hide from them any more. You're in deep shit, but you've got nobody to blame but yourself." Please, coach," she pleaded. "My dad will be so pissed. He'll probably beat the crap out of me, then ground me for six months or something insane. I know he'll pull me out of soccer. He. It took her ten minutes to drive to the seedy part of town. "Even the dirty book stores open early now," she thought. She parked the car and looked around. It was still early and relatively deserted. She glanced about and decided it was safe enough and got out. The book store actually sold and rented more videotapes than books and magazines but she saw there was what appearred to be a reasonable selection of magazines. To save some time she when to the counter. The man behind the counter. Then another of his friends was over, and he asked to go to the bathroom. He went, and was putting HIS phone away when HE came back.Before long, nearly all of his friends were coming over at nearly the same time that his Mom came home. She was a lawyer, and usually came home around 5 in the evening. She had got a scholarship, and it paid for her college, AND her Law School. THAT was when they had moved here. She had bought this house. And they had lived in it for almost 5 years, now. It was.