Last Hours

That night found Jace Holland sitting on the couch with Chloe Bishop and Amy Blackson on either side of him. His two best friends were cuddled up to him for movie night, with the couch reclined and leg rests up. Chloe was in some amazingly clingy yoga pants which hugged her shapely curvy physique, along with her curvy ass. On her top half she wore a too big hoodie that Jace realized at that very moment was his. It wasn't the first time Chloe had stolen his clothes, and he sincerely doubted it would be the last. In sophomore year, right around the time she started properly physically developing, Chloe had gone through an awkward phase where she'd worn exclusively baggy clothes due to a lack of confidence in her body. Jace and Amy had helped her through that, and she'd fully regained confidence in herself, but she'd definitely picked up an appreciation for oversized hoodies during that time, something that Jace's closet had suffered for ever since. Chloe's head was resting on his arm, and his arm was around her, and the way Chloe was sitting, he could feel one of her very large breasts pressed lightly against his ribs.

On his other side, Amy had grabbed a pillow off the couch and pressed it against his shoulder and was leaned against that, her legs curled at her side, absolutely not using the leg rest she'd specifically put up at the start of the movie. She was in a white tank top and black cotton shorts, showing off her soft legs, arms, and soft whole body. The tank top also pushed together her heavy round teats, creating some mouthwatering cleavage Jace was trying to ignore. Unlike athletic soccer player Chloe, Amy had never done a sport in her life except for one season of soccer with Chloe in elementary school which she had hated every second of. They'd all three done soccer that year, and Chloe had discovered a passion for it. Jace had done soccer for a few years, too, but eventually switched over to football in middle school, and found he liked that much more. Amy showed up to all of Jace and Chloe's games, and Jace and Chloe attended each other's games whenever schedules lined up that way. Amy was their own personal cheerleader though, even if she completely refused to join the cheer squad. She'd heard from Jace's mom Danielle and her own mother Katherine how much athleticism it took and she'd not been happy.

"Can't believe we have school tomorrow." Jace groaned.

"Shh." Daisy Holland, his older sister, hissed from across the room, but Jace ignored her.

"I know." Chloe groaned. "Not looking forward to being back in the dorm."

"Yeah, I heard your roommate is a total slob, right?" Jace said sympathetically.

"Hey!" Amy exclaimed indignantly, sitting up off the pillow she'd wedged against Jace.

"Shhh!" Daisy's voice came again.

"Hey!" Amy exclaimed again, this time in a whisper.

"Oh, right, you're Chloe's roommate. I'd forgotten." Jace shrugged innocently. Amy seized the pillow and whacked him with it.

"Hey!" Jace laughed, scrambling back against Chloe to escape his pillow wielding best friend. Chloe laughed, too, pulling Jace backwards to safety.

"I swear, if you kids don't cut it out-" Daisy thundered, which made all three teens burst out laughing.

"You've got two years on them, Daze." Hannah Woodsen snorted from beside Daisy. "Calling them kids is a stretch."

"You call Ashley a kid, don't you?" Daisy retorted.

"Hey, me being a hypocrite doesn't make me less right." Hannah shot back. Jace looked over at his older sister's hot blonde friend, in her skimpy sky blue crop top that did absolutely nothing to restrain her very large tits, giving Jace plenty of opportunities to admire their beautiful tan. Her nipples were also poking through a little bit, something Jace found very hot. The fan was going in the room, which might explain the chill, and also Chloe's hoodie. Well, his hoodie that Chloe had pilfered. He was pretty sure he wasn't getting it back, either. He'd had a lot of hoodies go mysteriously missing, or he'd find them much later with a lot of long red hairs in the hood and on the shoulders. He found red hair on a lot of his clothes, to be honest, and could never work out which of his buxom ginger best friends was the culprit.

"Hey, stop squabbling. Kids." Danielle chimed in, unable to resist.

"Mom!" Jace and Daisy complained in unison, making their mother laugh.

"You're all kids in my eyes." Danielle teased. "That's what happens when you get old like me."

"Jeez, I don't know what kind of lies you tell yourself, Mom, but you are not old." Jace scoffed.

"Maybe a little." Daisy teased her mother, earning herself an icy teal glare until both Holland women broke out laughing. "No, you're really not old, Mom. Jace is right, as much as I hate to say it."

"You should say it more often." Jace piped up, and Daisy threw a pillow at him. He caught the pillow and lunged at the unprepared Amy, who squealed as she found herself barraged by pillow assaults.

"Get her!" Chloe cheered.

"Hey!" Amy exclaimed before Jace whapped her on the head with a pillow. Her green eyes narrowed, and she leaped back at Jace, swinging with ferocity.

"I do this all the time with Aiden, you don't stand a chance." Amy said proudly as she bonked Jace on the head and across the face in quick succession.

"Get him!" Chloe cheered, completely switching sides.

"Traitor!" Jace exclaimed as Amy jumped on top of him, pummeling him with the pillow.

"She knew to back the winning side." Amy said proudly, sitting on Jace's hips while his head was basically on Chloe's lap, resting on her thick thighs. Amy held up her pillow threateningly, and Jace lifted his hands.

"I yield." Jace grumbled.

"Whoo!" Daisy whooped from the other couch, happy to see her cocky little brother put in his place by his best friend. Amy slipped off Jace, laughing, and Jace's two ginger best friends high fived. Jace sat back in his original spot, and both girls cuddled back up to him, this time with no pillow between him and Amy.

"I'm not a slob." Amy mumbled to Jace as the movie continued with no more interruptions.

Jace laughed softly and slid his arm around her comfortingly, pressing a kiss to her temple. "I know, I was kidding. You're perfectly neat."

"Yeah, you're a great roommate." Chloe whispered from the other side of Jace. "I just prefer my house over the dorm, it's nothing to do with you."

Amy and Chloe smiled at each other, and then went back to leaning on Jace as the movie kept playing. He was honestly impressed Amy hadn't fallen asleep yet, that was her usual go-to movie night move. She would fall asleep on the couch and Jace would carry her up to bed while she snored adorably.

It was hard to believe summer was over. It had been so awesome, especially all the things Jace had gotten to do. The Prism Bay waterpark was always fun, especially when he went with such attractive ladies. Amy and Chloe, of course, but also girls like Heather Ravers and Hazel Hightower. They weren't particularly good friends with each other, but Jace was on good terms with both of them, so they would sometimes hang out together, albeit reluctantly. Heather, of course, was Heather. Zack had been there, too, as he was best friends with Jace's twin sister Dana. They'd made a whole day of it, Jace with Amy and Chloe, Zack with Dana and his other best friend Adrianna Cabot, more commonly known as AC. Heather had brought her friends Elsa Grayson and Ashley Woodsen. Group get-togethers always seemed to spiral into huge groups, as everyone had to invite their best friend or best friends and on and on until a whole army of people seemed to be there.

This had kind of been one of those times, but Jace had spent most of the time with Amy, Chloe, and his cousin Destiny Franklin. Destiny's best friend Helen Moore, who everyone called Nellie, hadn't been able to make it, so Destiny had tagged along with Jace and the Gingers, which she always remarked should be their band name. Jace was popular at his school, Riverside Academy, but he kind of had **** about it, being the star quarterback. He wasn't shy or anything, far from it, but he wasn't really the kind of guy who loved being in the spotlight. There were quite a few girls at the academy who he could tell were very into him, which he certainly didn't mind, but something about his 'fame' always rubbed him the wrong way. He didn't want to be one of those guys who obsessed over their high school football careers, peaking in high school and never doing anything better with their life.

Saying all that though, he certainly wasn't going to lie and say he hated it. Being in the same social circles as girls- no, women like Heather Ravers, Hazel Hightower, Elsa Grayson... there were so many girls at Riverside Academy who were popular and untouchable by the average student. And the majority of them were his friends.. or better than friends, like he and Heather were.

School life at Riverside Academy had its' perks. The dorms... weren't that great, but Jace was roommates with his best friend Zack Ravers, and his other best friend Scotty Driggers lived across the hall, roomed up with JJ Jackson. Technically the second J in JJ was Jackson, so calling him JJ Jackson was weird, but that's what he went by. JJ Jackson. It also brought him fairly near to his female best friends, even if they were in the female dorms building. It wasn't too tricky to sneak across after hours, especially with Scotty by his side. That guy was like a wizard with scheming, but also a magnet for trouble, so Jace sometimes would suggest they split up, which did tend to work in his favor.

Jace liked to visit Heather late at night, which was sometimes made awkward by the fact that her roommate was Jace's twin sister Dana. Oftentimes a grumbling Dana walked down the hall to the room that her female best friend AC was in, leaving Jace and Heather to commit unspeakable acts in their dorm room. But now it was senior year! Their last year in these dorms, living on the top floor, being the kings and queens of the school... Jace was excited, not just for senior year, but for what came after, for going to college and becoming a full fledged adult, not still being stuck putting on the damn uniform every single day and going to school.

He glanced at his watch and gave a heavy sigh seeing just how few hours of summer break were left. Tomorrow was a bright and early morning to accommodate moving day, which just sucked. They didn't have classes tomorrow, but if anything it would be more boring, just moving back in and unpacking all the stuff he'd packed to take home for the summer. He'd always wished he could just leave his stuff there, but with them changing rooms each year to be on the appropriate floor, it just didn't make sense. At least he had the Moving Party to look forwards to. It was a big tradition at Riverside, after a long day of moving in, the senior class always threw a giant party out on the campus, and it was something that the staff always looked the other way on as long as nothing too outlandish was going on. Tradition was important at the old private school, and this was no different from some prestigious tradition of... uniforms, for example.

The uniform had not changed one bit in years, still a stupid dress shirt, tie, and slacks for guys, with a blue blazer with silver buttons on it during the colder months. The girls' uniform was... a little less unpleasant. For Jace, anyway. A tight button up white blouse, a blue tie just like the boys, but also a short blue skirt that was maybe too short for most private schools, but hey, like the staff always said..

Tradition was important.