Rae was a good friend overall. But that didn't mean she was a good friend in every way. Sure she was always there for you and would always take your side, but she wasn't always the nicest to you. Not on purpose or anything, but her teasing would sometimes get to you. You and Rae were both 17, about to start your senior year of high school the next month. You always figured you were average for your age, both in intelligence and size. Rae wasn't. She was quite smart, but rarely showed it. And as far as size went, it was really hard to compare her to anyone else you knew. Standing a solid 6'4, Rae was made of muscle. This always intrigued you, because you knew she never went to the gym, but was always bigger and stronger than anyone else you knew. It was also odd because her parents weren't that tall at all. Her mother stood a reasonable 5'5, and her dad wasn't more than 5'8, which was your height. So one would have expected Rae to be on the shorter end of things, but anyone could see that wasn't the case. It was so odd, as if something kept pushing her higher and higher...
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