Taxi ride

I open the door to the taxi and chivalrously motion for Kimmy to get in first and I follow in after. Sitting inside are the last two friends of our tight nit little group. Molly and Pete.

“Hey guys!” Molly bubbly greets. “Oo don’t you look dapper Keiran!” Molly claps excitedly.

Pete leans over and high fives me from the front seat. “Looking good man!” I return the high five.

“You too guys!” I reply as the driver takes off.

They really did. Pete was wearing a navy blue tuxedo. It did look a little baggy on him, but then again what wouldn’t. He was only about the same size as Kimmy at around 5’5’’ and very slim. He had short ginger hair and pale skin. He literally looked like your definition of a high school nerd. But that ginger hair today was gel’d up into a quiff, and he seemed to be projecting an air of confidence and excitement.

Molly on the other hand was a knockout. She had always been hot though. It became quite apparent when they were all visited by the puberty fairy that Molly had got the top prize. With a cute face, a of pair DD’s, a shapely ass, most of our fellow male classmates started drooling over her. Kimmy, Pete and I half expected her to go off and join the cheerleaders or something. But she never did, she rejected every advance and stuck to our nerdy little cliché.

Right now though, she looked like a bombshell. Her violet hair that was in a constant rotation of different colour was lying waverly down her back. The purple dress she had on did an amazing job of pushing up her already substantial cleavage. Her face had a light smattering of blue eye shadow and her lips a deep mauve colouring.

That was our nerdy little group. The group that skipped parties and played DnD. The group that ditched football games and went back to play videogames. The group that saved their money for comicon costumes rather than blowing it on the latest fashions.

We talked and joked amongst ourselves as we took the short trip to the hotel. About how we’ll visit each other at collage. How we had all summer to hang out. How amazing we all looked. Then in no time at all we were outside. Taxis and cars dropped off similarly dressed young people as all of our classmates descended into the hotel.

Pete quickly paid the taxi driver and got out of the front. Walking around the passenger’s side he opens the door and offer’s Molly his hand. “My lady” he says with a gracious bow.

“Oo my my my what a gentleman.” Molly replies as she mockingly fans herself with her clutch bag before getting out. Once she’s out its clear to tell that Molly is also wearing heels. Where she usually on stands about 3 inches above Pete, she now stands about 5. That doesn’t seem a problem for the couple though as Pete puts his hand behind her head and pulls their lips together. A twinge of jealousy jolts through me as I watch the pair make out.

A small part whispering ‘that should have been me…’ as I see her tongue dart in and out his mouth. That was the thing with Molly, I had known her pretty much all my life and I still couldn’t understand what she was looking for in a partner. After watching for years, her rebuffing boy after boy, jock after jock, I thought maybe they weren’t her type. Maybe she was more into the quiet, cute, clever, funny nerd guy. ‘That’s me!’ I thought. So then at one late tabletop gamming session about six months ago, when we broke into Kimmy’s dad’s beer fridge, I made my move. I waited till we were alone and leaned in for a kiss. I had closed my eyes when I had leaned and when my lips touched nothing, I opened them to find a shocked Molly staring back at me with undisguised dread. At that point the rational part of my brain kicked in and a slew of drunk apologies came out. Luckily, she seemed to forgive me quite quickly and I don’t think she mentioned It to the rest of the gang as it hadn’t come up.

What really shocked me though was what happened a month later. It was after another tabletop playing game. Another we managed to snag a few beers for. It was at Molly’s house, which didn’t have much space, so when we all decided to crash there instead of going home, it meant we had to double up on space. Molly and Pete ended up being the tired and drunkest first so they elected to top and tail in Molly’s bed. Kimmy and I on sofa cushions on the floor on the living room.

I still to this day don’t know what moves or how Pete managed it, but the next Monday at school Molly and Pete announced they were an item. I just kind of remember shockingly congratulating them. It wasn’t just me who was shocked, the school was. Molly Philips, the hot nerdy girl that had bounced off every advance was going out with short, skinny, pale Pete Wilson.

I asked Pete once we were alone how he did it. He just smiled and shrugged “genetics I guess” I just laughed confusedly at that and left it alone. Pete also changed from then on. In our group I was the quick funny one, Molly the loud boisterous bubble, Kimmy the dry sarcastic tone and Pete the quiet, timid, reserved mouse. Now Pete seemed to have confidence, causally throwing out witty replies or jovial little digs. This confidence spread out from our little group as well with Pete making out with Molly in front of the kids in the lunch hall or slapping her ass subtly as she went by. Molly also seemed to love it.

“Enjoying the show” I hear from my left as Kimmy stares at me with an accusing grin.

“Oo crap, fuck, shit sorry.” I spout as I realise that Kimmy can’t get out from the middle with me blocking the door. I quickly scramble out, with a smile and in the same style as Pete extend my hand. “My lady.”

“Ooo who said chivalry is dead.” She says sarcastically as she takes my hand.

“Ill have you know im level 20 knight.” I say seriously pulling her from the seat.

“Pff” she laughs. “More like a level 1 farmhand”

I act taken aback. “Nonsense I have the mightiest sword in the land.”

Kimmy smirks and leans in close. “Okay let’s see it, I’ll be the judge” she Whispers.

I stumble back, shocked, stammering. “err…err…”

Kimmy instantly bursts out laughing at my reaction. “Pa, your too easy!” she says grabbing the side the taxi for support. As I realise, she’s joking I regain my composure. She turns to the still making out Pete and Molly. “Come on love birds! Save that for your hotel room.” The pair stop and separate to turn and grin at us before taking each other arm in arm towards the hotel.

I feel a hand link around mine as Kimmy puts her arm through it. “Well come on level 20 knight, time to escort your beautiful date” she says with a wink.

Laughing nervously, I reply. “Aha yep, let’s go”