Swingset

Breanna Diehls and Trey Garner were paragons. Captain of Falstaff High’s Baseball team, Trey was cut, charming, a shoe-in for Prom King, and Breanna had been his queen for the past 2 years. She was Blonde, bubbly, and had a body that begged to be stared at. The cheer captain’s toned abs and sculpted legs made her eye candy for every awkward classmate to gawk at in her tight blue leggings. Sadly, their fantasizing would come to an end as their eyes trailed past her strong calves and tight ass to see Trey’s arm wrapped around her waist as he escorted her down the hall. The whole school wished they could be them. The girls were jealous that she had such a kind and caring boyfriend, the guys were jealous that he could have that hot ass whenever he wanted.

Well, not the whole school. Sat in the corner of the courtyard, practically on top of each other, the exceptions to the rule ate lunch alone.

Logan Barre and Gia Jennings were cautionary tales at best. Logan’s shoulder-length hair fell haphazardly over his round face, his chest always hidden under a band shirt and flannel, and his unexpectedly strong arm draped over the shoulders of his girlfriend of four years. The dark-haired Gia was, at least by the look of it, a polar opposite to her peers at Falstaff. Even on a bright summer day like today, Gia was clad in all black, an oversized hoodie and a pair of black shorts barely covering her milky pale legs. Her eye makeup deepened her snide gaze and looked to further brighten her complexion. She barely gave a kind eye to anyone but Logan, the only one who knew the person behind the makeup and the feel of the soft skin under the hoodie.

None of them knew it yet, but their senior year at Falstaff would see them come together in ways none of them even bothered to think before. These two polarized relationships were in a collision course that could change their lives and this school for years to come.