She's the one I'll never forget.

My high school fantasy, Laura. She had the white skin with some freckles on her face, which was partly hidden by her long black hair. Her pretty face was only accentuated by the way she applied her mascara - it gave her eyes wings. Laura was dainty, not too big of a bust, but this was made up for by her plump, round behind.

She was a 6 outta 10, but God damn I was crazy about her.

We met in our AP Anthropology class, where on the first day I managed to hijack the subject and turn it into a "bash feminists" bonanza. It started with me saying feminists are crybabies, and one of my classmates saying "Aftsov's BOLD!" After that, my teacher had me stand in front of the class and we had a discussion as to why feminism was bad for society. As I glanced around I noticed Laura, smiling slightly, eyeing the young man who spoke his mind. I was hooked instantly, something about those brown eyes.

School went on until we were given a group assignment, and my professor teamed me up with some peeps, Laura being one of them.

I forget what the project was about, but at some point I told Laura I'd like to hang out with her after school.

"Oh, wait until the summer comes."

So, I waited.

The end of the year charged us like a bull seeing red - quick and full of intensity. I didn't talk to Laura much throughout the year, just pleasantries, but when the last few weeks of school came around, I started to sit next to her every class and chat.

I made her laugh, smile, and the kino was fun too. Hand on her leg, caressing her face, hugs that lasted too long. It felt nice. I think she was starting to like me.

"Let's chill at your place today. It is almost summer now," It was a warm Friday when I asked to hang out for the second time.

"I'd like that," she replied.

I got a ride from my dad to her place and knocked on the door. Laura opened it and gave me a welcoming hug, my hands grasped upon the small of her slender back. "Let's go for a walk, it's a nice day today," I said to her.

"Sure, let me just put on some shoes."

I waited outside, and within a minute she emerged. Shawty looked fine.

We made our way to a secluded spot in the woods and sat on a large flat stone. Our view overlooked a lovely river. I let my hand rest on top of hers, and she didn't move.

It was then I noticed she wasn't wearing pants.

Just, red and black plaid underwear. They were like briefs, but a little loose.

"Laura," I said.

"Yeah?"

I moved my hand to her thigh and said, "Are you only wearing underwear?"

"Yeah," she said.

I inched up her thigh, pulling ever so slightly on her briefs. "Was it to make it easier?"

"Make what easier?"

"This," I said as I let my hand drift from her thigh to her crotch. I rubbed on her sweet spot with her briefs as the barrier. I moved slowly, in a circular motion.

"Oooh," she moaned.

I could feel her briefs dampen, so I put my other hand on her face and drew her into my lips. We made love on that rock, and we didn't give a fuck about the people riding on their boats either.

Our nature romances became a regular occurrence. Once a week I'd hitch a ride to Laura's townhouse, and we'd spend some time in her room, then go out into the woods - a different spot each time.

Young love.

One time, we found an abandoned tree house and did it under its shade. Another time, there was a creek I wanted to get across. I walked into the water and found rocks and started building a bridge she could step over so she wouldn't get wet. As she walked across the rocks, she put her hand on my head and used me for balance, then she slipped and fell ass first into the water. I took her hand and led her to the sandy edge and found my way inside her again.

Anyways, the weather started growing cold, and one night we sat out on her front porch talking, our breaths visible like autumn frost.

That's when he showed up.

I thought it was her brother at first, and he didn't look to happy to see me.

"Hi Austin," Laura said

"Hey baby."

Baby?

I stayed silent, and he asked her, "So who's this?"

"Oh, he's my friend, AFTSOV."

What the fuck? Good friend, I hope.

"Hey man, I was just about to go." I said

"Good," Austin retorted as he sat down next to Laura. He tried wrapping his arms around her, but she recoiled and pushed him away. She kept glancing back and forth between us.

I felt awkward. Thankfully my ride pulled in before things got to weird.

From the behind the windshield, I could see them stand up, her hands in his as he leaned in for a kiss.

She gave him the cheek.


"Why didn't you tell me you had a boyfriend?"

"Well, he's not really my boyfriend, you are."

"I feel like a scumbag. Cheating is wrong - You should be ashamed of yourself."

"Stop judging me. Look, the phone isn't the place for this, come over and lets talk."

Talk about what? I don't know, but fuck it.

The moonlight shone on Laura as she stood on the front steps of her house. I hopped out my ride and approached her as the car drove away.

We spent what seemed like an hour going over our relationship. What were we, where are we going with this, why was her boyfriend a secret -

"Hey faggot!"

I see Austin, face all red as he hurried out of his car.

I look to Laura, who is covering her mouth with her hands. I walk down the steps, "Yo, Austin, wha-"

My head snapped to the right and I staggered sideways.

I saw another fist coming, so I ducked and threw myself into his waist. We both fell onto the ground, rolling until I ended up on top.

I landed a few punches on the side of his face, then he bucked his hips and I landed higher on his chest, my hands on the sidewalk. He reached up and pushed me off.

We both stood up, and the fight continued. I took a right. He took an overhand. His eye was blackened and my nose was bloody, so I stepped back, wiped it and said "What the fuck is your problem?"

"You've been fucking my girl!"

His girl. I thought about that, then looked at her.

Laura stood with an excited grin on her face, one hand holding her chin as she watched. I've never seen her eyes so wide.

"Dude, look."

"Shut up bitch, square up!"

"Laura is smiling, dawg."

Austin put his fists down and looked at Laura. I continued.

"She thinks this is funny. This is a game to her."

I could see Laura from the corner of my eye, shifting in place. I turned and saw the smile was gone - replaced with a look of dread.

"The fuck are you talking about AFTSOV?"

"This bitch just wanted to watch us fight over her... how did you know I was fucking her anyways?"

"Don't you call my girl a bitch! And she told me what y'all have been doing together."

"And you're mad at me?"

...

"Austin, I had no idea she was dating anybody. Did she show you the texts where I asked her about that?"

...

"How did you know I was going to be here? She told you, didn't she?"

Silence deafened our ears.

Austin turned to Laura and laughed, "You sneaky little cunt."

"Austin, I'm sorry you know I love you, that's why I told you! I felt so bad, and AFTSOV just kept pushing me! We just hung out together and it just sort of happened!"

Austin threw his hands in the air, "It doesn't 'just happen' every week for 4 months Laura!"

"I'm not gonna fight you over her, dawg. Fuck you Laura."

I backed away while keeping my eyes on the both of them. Once I reached about 20 paces, I turned and started walking without direction - i just wanted to get the hell out of there.

I heard quick footsteps approaching me from behind, so I spun around with my fists raised.

Austin raised a hand and rubbed the back of his neck, "Hey, do you want a ride man?"

"Uh, sure, yeah dawg. Thanks."

I know what it's like to get cheated on, and nothing disgusts me more than a disloyal bitch. If you don't like the guy you're with, why don't you just break up?

Women, man. Women.