Get to know Milly better

Later that night, I laid in bed alone. I had ignored the texts of Michael because of my conversation with Rose at the library. But it didn't seem fair, the girls were all still out and I was home alone.

The worse thing about it was social media. I couldn't put my phone down because I was checking every second minute to see if any of them had updated their Snapchat stories or put up a new post. Every-time I saw a new story of the girls out dancing at some club in the city, I felt my stomach sicken, real fear of missing out.

Wondering why I couldn't be there, why did I get invited to some things but not others.

And then the jealousy of knowing that these girls were more than likely certain to get with other guys at the club... that's what really killed me.

***

Saturday Night was almost an identical night for me.

Thankfully by Sunday, things were looking a little brighter thanks to an invite to the Miami Dolphins game from Milly. She had season tickets and was there at almost every home game. Usually she went with her father but with him being unwell, she asked if I would be interested.

I wouldn't say I'm the biggest NFL fan, my parents were originally from New York so I grew up a Jets fan which wasn't a much of an experience. It also didn't help that I wasn't a good athlete so my interest in sports didn't rival the likes of the popular guys at school. Checking my diary, this was probably the first time that I had ever spoken about a sporting league inside.

Video games and movies were always my preferred source of entertainment but if Milly would start inviting me frequently to the football then I was going to try and get into it.

The game started just after lunch but we were there way earlier than we need to. According to Milly, she would never risk missing the opening kick off, hence why we were there almost an hour early. But it didn't matter to me, I was just thrilled to be included, I also couldn't believe how good the blonde looked in an oversized light blue dolphins jersey, to go with her short shorts.

"You know, I never usually would bring along a Jets fan here so you should feel pretty honoured," she told me as we waited for the sides to come out.

"What about the girls? You didn't want to bring one of them?"

She shook her head while laughing, "Oh hell no... I mean, Katie's alright to take I guess, Tayla's a bandwagon Pats fan, no matter what she tries to tell you, Annie talks too much throughout the game and Rose doesn't know the first thing about football and even if I asked her, she wouldn't come anyway."

I chuckled as she went through the other girls, guess it did make sense why I was picked, "Well I'm glad you invited me along."

We continued to chat before the start of the match. I had to ask about how the last two nights out were, curious to hear what had happened.

Milly went into a ton of detail but not necessarily the most important bits of information. The blonde so easily got sidetracked. She would start explaining one thing but end up dragging the conversation elsewhere. I heard her mention that Katie wasn't there which had me curious.

"How come Katie wasn't there?" I asked before she went off course again.

Milly paused, "Oh... well... I guess she hasn't been too keen on going out lately, ever since the incident."

It made sense, what happened to her that night was soul destroying. At least for me, my beating was quick and I made friends with the five hottest girls at school from it but Katie had clearly been left scared. Pinned to the side of a car, being groped which may have only been the start of it if nobody came out to save her.

"That's terrible," I said softly.

She nodded, "I think everyone thinks we have easy lives but it's not true. Just look at me and Katie, how would you describe us in a couple of words."

Don't say it.

Don't say it.

Don't say it.

Milly knew by the pause that I wanted to say big boobs, "Yeah it's about our tits isn't it? You know that I know what the guys call me right? Milly milkers... I may happen to enjoy that sort of attention but Katie's not like that, she's quieter, she may come across as a snarky bitch at times but really she has a heart of gold that she never lets anyone really see. If she had it her way, she'd rather be invisible to the majority of the school."

That hit home.

Invisibility is how I felt my entire life at school but I had always dreamed of what it would be like to not be in the shadows. I guess it was a double edged sword.

"What about you? Do you ever feel that way?"

She stopped to think for a moment. Then I realised she wasn't thinking, she was just looking down on the field as the opposition, the Buffalo Bills came running out, "pfft... no snow to save them this time..."

Once she realised I asked her a question, she snapped back to reality, "Oh sorry... um, not really, maybe I'm just a bit of an attention whore but I love knowing the power these posses."

Her hands were pointed to her heavy chest with a big grin on her face. I believe I was just nodding along with her aimlessly as I began to appreciate the size of them once again.

We didn't have much time to chat about anything else once the Dolphins players were led out onto the field.

We had a really fun afternoon in the end. The Miami Dolphins caused a boil over in the warm conditions, holding on to win by three points over Buffalo. I had a great time, loving when Tua would score a touchdown or the Bills would turn over the ball, seeing just how excited Milly would get. Every time she'd be up on her feet, high fiving or hugging me.

Despite her boobs being covered by the Dolphins uniform, they felt fantastic every time they pressed up against my chest.

I left that game knowing a lot more about Milly and a little more about Katie.