‘Do…do you feel…guilty…about what…what we did?’ Ann whispered. ‘I guess I do, a little,’ I replied. ‘What about you?’ Ann’s face...got very red. ‘I…I should,’ she replied. ‘I…I should hate myself, but…’ ‘But what?’ I asked. ‘I…I can’t stop thinking about how…how wonderful you…you made me feel,’ she murmured. ‘I…I shouldn’t, but…’ ‘What’s wrong with enjoying what we just shared?’ I asked. ‘I think it was fabulous.’ ‘It…it was, but…’ Ann stammered. ‘Look,’ I said. ‘We can’t undo what we’ve done,. “Welcome to Sports Center, bitch!” I heckled as loud as I could, laughing.I looked back to the top of the stairs, and I see a familiar face. She waved. All of a sudden, I had a stupid grin on my face. It was her. My crush from the eighth grade. It was early in the season, so it was still warm out. She was wearing a t-shirt and shorts, showing off her long chocolate legs of hers that I remembered. She still looked the same, only like I remembered there was something different about her.. More

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