It had been exactly two months since Riley’s incident with Charlie, nothing awkward after thank god. And no one had found out, well except for Cheyanne and she wanted details; details Riley refused to give to her.

“Rye! C’mon! No ones around, everyone’s gone to class already!” Cheyanne and Riley were in the Library skipping their sixth period class.

“Chey, I can’t Charlie wouldn’t kiss n’ tell so I wont.”

Cheyanne had been dogging her about it ever since she first found out, and she was dieing to figure out how Riley seduced Charlie into it. Cheyanne was a good looker, blonde bombshell; but in this case she wasnt blonde, perfect breasts, tiny waist, she was atheletic as was Riley they both ran track and attempted the girls wrestling team every year. Cheyanne had burgandy colored hair, she had a monroe and her tongue peirced, she dressed sort of like Riley but her jeans were never torn up and Cheyanne wore skirts and such, skirts that made every one of her classmates wish she would drop her pencil and forget about the skirt.

It was track season, so that meant spending loads of time with eachother, coach, and the other girls and guys that looked amature.

“Sanders, Scott come show our freshmeat how to do the track right.” Coach Fraiser was good looking he was in his mid twenties and in great. He looked like a spitting image of John Stamos in his last days working on the set of Fullhouse. He dressed just like a friend of theirs would, he wore either ripped up or dark colored pants, dark colored shirts, and he had to take out his lip ring to be the coach. Lets just say Cheyanne and Riley wanted a peice of him.

“K, Coach.” Riley Slyly took off her track jacket left in her sports bra and track shorts, she ran the obsticles he had put up a couple of times and came back not even winded.

“Good job Sanders! You’re turn Scott.” A lot of the newbies glared at Riley as she jogged around the track itself doing laps. Cheyanne did the obsticles once and returned back to Coach. “Scott, maybe you should watch Sanders.”

“I’ve been doing this longer, just because I dont like to show off doesn’t mean I’m not good.” Cheyanne was annoyed. Pay back would be a bitch.

After practice Coach invited Riley and Cheyanne over for dinner. They flat out accepted, they wanted to see more of that hot coach of theirs.

“So Coach, you got any good movies?” Riley asked, she was planning on some cuddeling and under blanket touching.

“Yeah I got a few..