Bear with me for the first couple of paragraphs, but I felt that proper exposition was required for this story and possibly series of stories.
~Negliocchi

Alexis never thought of herself as different. She went to a typical high school, dressed like a typical 17 year old girl, and had typical 17 year old girl friends. Since moving to the United States 4 years prior to her final year of school, she had blended in superbly with the different lifestyle embodied by Americans. Where she was from, Australia, school was different. The majority of out-of-classroom interaction was undertaken outside – which was different to the US in the way that American schools had indoor corridors and a lot more inter-student relationships. As mentioned before, she took to American life as easily as a Slavic refugee. It was very comforting, and an easy environment in which to form relationships.

She had had a few boyfriends before entering her final year of high school – but none too serious. In the summer vacation between her penultimate and final years of high school she had come to the realization that she did not, in fact, enjoy the company of ‘boys,’ as much as she did the fairer sex. She had come to the realization that she was a lesbian. This did not worry her nearly as much after she had figured it out as before – now that she knew there was nothing wrong with her for not becoming aroused when around boys. The only problem that she could comprehend in the future was determining which girls, like her, were lesbians. She would be mortified to approach someone straight and offend her. So, she slowly slipped into a melancholy drudgery during that summer vacation, barely talking to anyone and venturing out of her bedroom only to do the necessities. The day before her final high school year began she decided that this was going to change…

That evening, after dinner, she began texting everyone and anyone whose phone number she had, apologizing for her slovenly and disparaging attitude to friendships, and promising to be more outgoing in the months to come that would determine the outcome of her life, to some extent. Little did she know that her intellectual AND sexual future were to both be determined by this final high school year.
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The morning arrived of her first day, and Alexis parted for school in her car. Before getting completely dressed she admired herself in the mirror in her personal bathroom; she was hot. Her features and body had developed over the last couple of months astoundingly, and she liked what she saw. Too bad for the males of the school that she was a lesbian, she would reflect later in hindsight. Her buttocks were well rounded but firm – courtesy of her one ‘out-of-bedroom’ regular activity besides eating: working out. She worked out every two days, bar Sunday. Her ass was probably the best feature of hers, although her full yet pert lips, her flowed, toned and flawless waist-length dirty-blonde hair were striking features that at first brought attention to her. Her breasts were as developed as the rest of the women in her family – only coming to B cup size.