Wow, being Ricky is great! You get redressed in cargo shorts and tank top, both colours going great with Ricky's, i mean your tan skin. grabbing Ricky's phone and slipping on some Vans means you're ready to go get your game on with one of the hunky jocks on the football team. Ricky's dad took the truck to work so you guess you'll have to bike to school.
Boy, does the wind feel good blowing through your new styled-to-perfection hair. The bike ride was refreshing but you can't wait to get to school. You sneak in through the gate to football practice (which is nearing its end) and take a peek at the hunks on the field. You can see Justin, number 48, the quarterback making an amazing play. "I can't get too distracted" you think to yourself and sneak over into the locker room. Breathing in the manly scent of sweat and testosterone is wildly invigorating for Ricky's nostrils. Hiding in the bathroom stall, you hear all the jocks coming in from practice, all shouting and smiling. They all strip and change back into their street clothes and one by one leave school.
Justin, like usual, stays behind. He's always the last to go home, and now it's just you and him in the locker room.
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