She was the new “Lisa Jackson.” Lisa was the most popular girl for years. Now Anne was the hottest thing to happen. Even the teachers treated her ...ifferent.She was the most popular girl at school. Everybody wanted to be her until everybody in school got the same text message.“Jake, are you coming over tonight?”“Not before you do what you said you would?”“Can’t it be at my house? Why do I have to do it in the boys’ locker room?”“All the boys need to see what a hot girl does!”“Fine!”“Maybe you. Her curiosity was piqued. She didn’t bother with her underwear, slipping her dress back on and walking barefoot to the door. The door swung open, and standing there next to her father was Betty. She was wearing an unshowy, loose-fitting coat, a thick gray headscarf that concealed her profile, and a large pair of dark sunglasses. When she removed the glasses, the terror in her eyes was clear. Her face was nearly as white as paper. Her lips hung slightly parted in a perpetual expression of. Now there was a girls’ bus and a boys’ bus. We got together for instructions with the coaching staff. Jock split us into groups. The girls got instruction from their coach regarding lanes and the start. Unbelievable that there were over thirty girls on our team heading out for this run. I wondered how Livy would fare with the crowd. My attention was called to Jock when he handed me my number.“All right, listen up, you idiots. We get six lanes—the odd numbered ones. That means nine and ten to a. She got filled alright and just think he's here all night. I admit that I came with her adding an aside that it's all I'm likely to get till the next night. Before she leaves I tell her she owes me big time for this and she says she knows. I don't know what my reward will be but I'm sure she'll think of something good. She goes back upstairs and they're chatting but I cant make out what they're saying and to be honest I'm not too bothered if it's anything sexual I'm sure she'll tell me next.