I wasn’t very impressed with Jess the first time I met her, or at least I didn’t want to be. I was still pissed off about what happened between Paul and me a couple of weeks ago, and I wasn’t in any mood to play nice with some new girl moving in. She had...
I woke up early that morning, around 8:30 on a warm and wet Saturday. It rained all night long, leaving the soccer fields particularly soggy, and it was supposed to keep raining throughout the day. I wasn’t on a team at the moment, but Paul and Jess both...
The phone rang. It was 9:30 in the morning and I was still in bed, once again reliving that incredible night I spent at Callie’s, with a half-empty tube of moisturizing lotion by my side, ready and waiting to relive every moment. “Jeff," my mother called....
I'm eighteen years old, done with high school (thank God) and not letting future plans interrupt my much anticipated time off over the summer. I haven't given up on soccer, yet, and still play with Paul and Jess, the tomboy on the block. Paul, who I have...
