He asks Tanya

He wouldn't be a good American, Matt thought, if he didn't have a thing for blondes. Marilyn Monroe, Eva Marie Saint, Marie Robbie, Charlize Theron, Blake Lively... he'd grown up watching, and masturbating to the hottest blondes of Hollywood and, unless he guessed completely wrong, Tanya was going to join their number once she graduated High School. Especially since her dad ran a Hollywood studio. She wouldn't even have to sleep with anyone to get to the top... unless her dad was one of those sickos anyway.

Tanya was, as always, talking to her buddy Natasha and Matt let himself indulge in just a little fantasy about taking both of them at the same time. What a kick in the nuts it would be to Jordan and the other football assholes if he managed a threeway with the two hottest chicks in Peninsula High.

"Hi Tanya," he said as he approached.

Both Tanya and Natasha turned to stare at him. Finally Tanya deigned to answer. "Please tell me you're here to say you've got my homework done early."

"I thought we could dance." He wiggled his eyebrows in what he hoped was a suggestive manner. He would be happy to dance with Tanya but the dance he really wanted was called 'between the sheets tango.'

"That's so sweet. Let me think. No. Not in a million years."

"What the fuck?" A sharp pain that could only be due to a fist driven into his spine shot through Rick's body. "Are you fucking with my girl you nerdy-boy?"

"Free country," Matt wheezed.

"I thought I told you to stay away from the girls and to stay away from the dance."

"Guess I'm not a very good listener 'cause you know I'd never go against anything you say big guy."

"Jordan, leave the creep alone," Tanya said. "You don't own me and I can handle myself, thank you very much.