Not from Ms. Chadra

Another day of school finished.

Matt walked to the bus stop, his head stuck somewhere between trig functions and the scent of Debby's perfume. He'd read about how women put perfume on their bodies... finding special points where their body's heat would diffuse the scents most strongly but he'd never really thought about it before. Now he wondered if he could persuade his sister to show him exactly where... and maybe even let him apply the scents to her body.

Which meant he wasn't paying too much attention to where he was going... and walked straight into Tanya's butt.

"What the hell?"

"Sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going."

"You think?"

"This punk bothering you, Tanya." Of course Jordan would appear the instant Matt was in any kind of trouble.

Tanya sighed. "He ran into me. Almost knocked me over."

Jordan picked Matt up and slammed him into the classroom wall. "That what happened, creep? You get off on touching girls when they're not looking? 'Cause that's the only way you get to touch them at all, right?"

"Sure, Jordan. We can't all be hot football stars like you." A little groveling might work here. It wasn't like he couldn't go home and wash his mouth out afterwards, if he survived.

"Jordy, he didn't hurt me," Tanya said. "Come on. I've got something to show you."

That was surprising. Matt would have guessed Tanya would egg Jordan on. He wasn't sure if she actually liked him or just didn't want to get blood all over the school.

"Fine." Jordan slammed him against the classroom wall one more time and then dropped Matt to the ground. "Let me carry your books, Tanya."