Trish!?

Following the hand to look at its owner you recognized them as a senior from your school, a female with a tomboy look that usually hangs out with a small group of both sexes, though you knew from overheard conversations that the group looked down on her for some reason. Her attire certainly supported that image, as she was wearing a pair of brown cargo shorts that looked like they were meant for a boy and a band t-shirt pulled over her D-cup breasts. Her chest length red hair might have been dyed but this close it looked more likely to be natural.

You used to know her and was even becoming friends at one point until one day she started to quickly distance herself from you. You never found out why but really wanted to, you felt there was something between you two, so seeing her gave you mixed emotions. “Keep your hands to yourself creep and get lost before I report you to security!” she demands to the guy who snatches his hand away from her. He tuts walking away you manage to hear him mutter something about being a freak as he left.

Looking a little hurt for a split second she then smiles a little looking at you "You look like you've seen better days." she says sounding a little concerned. “yeah you could say that..." you replied quietly from your spot at the table. "Name is Trish." the girl continued as she pulled up a seat next to you and sat down. "Seat taken?", "No, not at all." you answered honestly. What did this girl want with you? She never gave you the time of day at school after she distanced herself from you, she acted like she barely noticed you were there at all.

"Don't think I've ever seen you around here. New in town?" the oddly friendly Trish continued. "Yeah." you lied, "My name is Jane. Just moved here a week ago, this is my first time around town. Thought I might see about getting a new wardrobe or something." you reply the story certainly seemed believable enough. “That so? And then the creeps get to you before you get to do your shopping, fucking boys. All of 'em are an asshole one way or another.”.

You smiled and nodded, adding that you slapped the first one into a daze in the middle of a shop letting the other shoppers deal with him, a detail that made Trish laugh out loud. Somehow just talking with her made the whole day seem a lot less horrible, your normal friends wouldn't be able to understand how this day was going, since most were guys, probably would be thinking with their dicks. Trish was a breath of fresh air. "Well hey, you seem pretty alright. How about you and me get out of here? I'll show you some of the more interesting sights around town."

There wasn't anything here to keep you here and you needed to get away so it seemed like a good idea. You needed a ride home after all, giving a small nod of approval to Trish you stood up and followed her out to her car. It was on the way that you noticed just how much taller than you she was, almost six feet tall so her chest was more or less at face height. On top of that she was more... solid than most girls, still curvy in the right places but with a frame that looked like she could punch out a guy without much effort. "I box." she said as if reading your mind. "Wrestle a little bit too." when you started to open your mouth to ask how she knew she only laughed. "I saw you checking me out. Not built like a dainty little flower, am I? It's alright, I was checking you out too."

This news brought a light blush onto your cheeks, one you desperately hoped she didn't see. The rest of the walk to her car brought only small talk. As soon as the key was in the ignition the sounds of metal came blasting through the speakers. "Oh! Rammstein!" you exclaimed. "One of my favourites!", "No shit?" Trish asked as you settled into the vehicle and got comfortable. "You didn't look the sort. You're really turning into my kind of girl."

Her approval made you blush again as she pulled out of the mall and drove you around. The "Interesting Sights" weren't what you had expected. Rather than usual businesses or parks, Trish pointed out the assorted places you could buy a drink without being carded, the best places to play hooky from school, and a few spots you could get frisky after dark without interruption.

"Yeah, that overpass is the first place I fucked Dave Wills." she said casually as you drove past. The name made you a little surprised. Dave was, while certainly one of the odd kids, someone that was rather shy in personality. His long hair and short stature made some people think he was a girl. He certainly didn't seem like Trish's type.

"Oh, you've been with Da- a boy?" you corrected yourself in time, remembering that you pretending to be new. "You don't seem the type." A sly smirk hit her face. "Well, Dave is pretty good for a poke when I need one. That's all.". And with that it seemed the matter was settled. The rest of the drive-by sight seeing seemed fairly mundane until the car came to a stop in front of a house you'd never been to before.

"And this is my place! Or my parents anyway. But they work night double shifts, so they'll be gone until the morning. Come on in far safer then the mall ever will be." she said casually as she opened the door and made her way to the front door.