"Thanks for the movie, but you really don't have to walk me home," Loraine said as they exited the theatre.
"Oh, it's no problem," Marc replied. "So, did you enjoy the movie? Haha, I didn't know it would scare you that badly!"
"I'm not a big fan of horror films," Loraine admitted. "I thought I could handle it, but I also have an insane fear of rats." She turned and glared at him. "And don't you even think about putting a fake rat in my desk!"
"Okay, I promise. I do have a jar of fake plastic spiders I've been wanting to use though."
"Ha, I used to have a pet spider, so that wouldn't faze me at all! Camille and Margot, on the other hand, are deathly afraid of them!" Loraine smirked, imagining her former friends screaming as spiders spilled out of their lockers.
"It wasn't cool what they did to you," Marc said. "I mean, I like to pull pranks, but I'm not cruel like them. I'd never try to turn the whole school against you just for the sake of my reputation."
"Well, your pranks aren't exactly harmless either," Loraine replied. But she was secretly happy that Marc shared her disdain for her former friends.
They walked in silence for a few more blocks before Marc asked another question. "I know you said I'm the first one to touch you there," Marc said gesturing to her crotch, "but am I also your first kiss?"
"Of course not!" Loraine retorted, slightly insulted. "I've kissed other guys before!"
"Okay, and have any of them touched your boobs?"
"Well, I showed them to Greg, my last boyfriend, but he said they were too small."
"They are small-"
"Your dick is small!!" Loraine screamed. It was almost a relief to return to their normal rhythm of insults and bickering instead of... whatever they were becoming.
"Are you sure? Do you want to verify it?"
"Ewww.... no!" Loraine shouted. But she couldn't help looking down at the bulge in his pants and nearly gasped at its size. Has he been hard this entire time? No wonder he's been walking funny.
If Marc noticed her glance, he didn't show it. "Your boobs are small, but on you they are perfect," he said. He stared at her chest, looking like he wanted to reach out and touch them again.
Loraine blushed. "W-why are even talking about this?" she muttered, sighing with relief as her house came into view.
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