Matt saw her for the first time when she entered the gym, already changed for class. He noticed her out of the corner of his eye as she strolled lazily by him, evidently as uninterested in the class as himself.

Matt wasn’t the most enthusiastic about gym class; in fact he was only taking it because he had too. He needed one more year of gym to graduate high school, and he wanted to get it out of the way during this year, his junior year.

The gym class was a mixed bag when it came to the ages of the students; all four years were mixed up into one big group. Matt had been sitting on the bottom bleacher, waiting for the rest of the students to show up and class to start. He had been sitting with his head partially down, his long bangs covering most of his field-of-view, as was the usual case when he was bored. Matt preferred to make as little eye contact as possible unless he was the one initiating it. He happened to look around shifting his hair out of his eyes when she walked by. He was immediately interested in her.

Matt had never seen this girl before, so he assumed her to be a freshman. All he saw was the tail end of her by the time he got a good look, but he loved what he saw. He judged her to be about 5’5”, a head shorter than him. She had very slender legs, reminding him of those of a young doe. He noticed with great pleasure that her inner thighs gave the slightest jiggle as she walked. Her legs remained slender up to her small but very pronounced backside. She had relatively thin hips that weren’t much wider than her waist, and her long blonde hair, which she kept in a ponytail, ended right about at the small of her back.

She was wearing typical gym clothes for a teenaged girl: black yoga shorts that clung tightly to her thin legs and a white t-shirt tucked into the shorts. As she turned to sit at the empty spot she had walked to, Matt got a look at her profile. What he saw attracted him even more to her. She had relatively large breasts for her frame, but they didn’t look obnoxiously large. Her face was adorable, not stunningly beautiful, but Matt almost preferred it, thinking on her it looked perfect.

Matt looked away; he didn’t want anyone to notice him staring, most of all the girl that was the object of his looks.