Too Late for Sorry — Episode 2

True, true. Mia's kinda soft around the middle compared to Chloe's body. I mean… Shane chucked a helmet at the guy, shutting him up. The thing hit the lockers with a crack. Look, it just happened.

Vibes were right, and honestly, she looked like she was gonna combust if I didn't. The guys howled, jabbing him. Who knew the chubby girl was such a freak? Damn, Shane, when you're the starting QB and reigning state MVP, even the leftovers taste

Mia's been drooling over you for how many years? She was probably ready to jump you the second you looked her way. I bit down hard on my lip, hands clenched into fists. It took everything I had to stay upright, to not collapse right there at the door of the field

footsteps approached down the hall i snapped back and bolted past the trophy case with his engraved three times out into the parking lot i hid in a bathroom stall in the main building the tears came fast hot and humiliating then my phone buzzed shane just uber home coach called a film session tonight can't drive you i didn't reply he sent another grab a pill today i'm

stamped take it okay good girl i stared at the message forever the night before from sundown to sunrise he'd been all over me before he passed out with me in his arms he'd murmured it twice didn't come prepared for your first time I'll get you the pill tomorrow promise he'd even told me girls had to protect themselves that

plan was important that skipping it could hurt me at the time I thought it meant he cared that I'd finally gotten my happy ending and now something