This story comes from my days back in High School when I was 17 and on the track team.
For whatever reason the school only provided one bus for our track team, and with as many people on the team as there were, the bus was incredibly crowded.
Since, I ran the last event of the meet, I was one of the last ones to get on the bus and seats were full. Renee, a senior at the time must have saw my dilemma and scooted over so I could sit with her and her boyfriend at the time John.
I bit of back story…
John, Renee’s boyfriend, was a douche-bag in my opinion. A pretty boy who thought his shit didn’t stink and the only thing higher than his ego was how far he could have his nose in the air at any given time.
Renee on the other hand was pretty cool. Not only was she a blonde haired, blue eyed knockout, but she was also an amazing athlete, being on the school’s track team (just to keep in shape) and a standout in basketball , volleyball, and softball. It was softball where she excelled eventually getting a scholarship to go to play college ball.