First Time Trailer Trash

Note from Slick: A lot of you enjoyed the "TOMBOY" series and have asked for me to write another story that included sports and some romance. This story starts slow so if you are looking for instant sex go elsewhere. All rights reserved.


The school bus was about five minutes early and had just pulled up to the bus stop when Emily Miller exited her modest mobile home located about half-way down Jacob hollow. "Wait! Wait!" she screamed as she held the four books in her arms while running full speed down the dirt road. Today was the big math final that she had to take in order to have a high enough grade score average to get into Black Mountain State. "WAIT!"

Only the dust cloud and exhaust smell from the tailpipe remained behind the bus when Emily finally made it to the bus stop. She knew the next bus stop was almost a half a mile down the road next to her uncle's house. With grit and determination she took off running knowing that she could run the distance in about four minutes.

"There she comes," Maggie Miller yelled when she saw her first cousin running after the bus.

"Should we tell the bus driver?" Paul Miller asked her sister.

"Na, I'll bet you a buck she won't make it," Margie said holding up a dollar bill.

"I'll take that bet," Jimmy Davis yelled. Kids were now pushing down the aisle watching Emily gaining ground.

Suddenly the bus started slowing down way before the next stop.

"What are you doing!" Maggie yelled towards the bus driver.

"There's a dog in the road," Rufus shouted.

"WELL RUN OVER IT!" Maggie cried out.

Emily saw the bus stopping and turned on her afterburners. "SHU DOG!"

Rufus opened the door and Emily dashed up the steps to a standing applause.

"Give me my dollar!" Jimmy said as he jerked it from Maggie's hand.

"Hey that's my lunch money!" Maggie jumped over two seats not caring that her short skirt rode high over her basic white panties.

Around the curves and up and down the slopes the bus made its weekday trip to the city about seven miles from Jacob Creek. At the top of the large hill sat the high priced estates that looked down upon Glendale. The Jacob Creek kids stared at the manicured lawn daydreaming that it was their house and the sporty red convertible sitting in the driveway belonged to them.

Emily saw the familiar stop sign and knew the bus would be very shortly passing his house. She pushed over one of the younger kids to stare at the front door hoping Brandon would be leaving just at that moment.

"Why do you torture yourself?" Maggie said from across the aisle. "Hillers don't go out with Creekers."

Although Emily and Maggie were first cousins they might as well had been sisters. They spent most of their evenings and weekends together since........well....since they could remember.

"Hush, there he is," Emily said as her eyes lit up and a huge smile formed across her lips.

"Don't worry I'll pick up the dry cleaning!" Brandon yelled as he grabbed his car keys and headed out the door. He glanced quickly at the large yellow school bus driving by and saw her face again. He tried to remember her name but it escaped him. He knew she was a creeker and had her in a few of his classes the past few years at Glendale High but until the past month didn't know she existed. It was almost a month ago when he and his football buddies sat in the bleachers watching the girls taking gym class.

"Look Coach James is setting them up for a race," Bud Young laughed. "This ought to be funny."

Brandon saw his girlfriend Missy waving up at him but he quickly looked the other way. His parents had set them up a year ago because her father was the mayor and it would possibly help his father's construction company if he went out with their daughter.

"Do you think Missy will blow them away?" Bud asked his friend. "I know I can't catch her in a foot race."

Brandon looked down the line of girls and saw one of them looking up towards them. She smiled and blushed when they made eye contact. "I'll take the third girl from the left," he said.

"GO!" Coach James yelled. Suddenly twelve girls took off around the quarter mile track stretching around the football field. Missy quickly took the lead and was about four body lengths ahead of the others when she looked up at Brandon and waved.

Emily was blocked in by two girls, which squeezed towards the inside track. She looked up ahead and saw Missy Johnson's dark brown ponytail flapping as she built a sizeable lead. She knew Missy was going out with her heartthrob and even though she didn't have a chance with him she wasn't going to let a Hiller beat her in a race.

"Look's like your girl is lagging behind," Bud laughed as he slapped Brandon on his back.

"There's still a half to go," he said jokingly. Even he had trouble beating Missy.

"Look she's dropping out," Bud laughed when he saw Emily suddenly stop to let the crowd go by. "I guess you picked the wrong girl."

Emily couldn't go forward or to the right and the left was not an option so she did the only thing she could do to get free. She glanced behind her and saw a space and suddenly stopped and watch as the group of girl's raced by.

"Now we got a fair race," she thought as she smiled and took off around the outside of the crowd. Running on the outside track increased the distance but it didn't bother Emily any.

Bud had lost interest in the race and had turned around facing the other way when Brandon whispered, "You want to bet any money on Missy?"

"Sure, Ten bucks," Bud said smiling thinking his pal had gone wacko.

"Deal," Brandon smiled as all the guys turned to see Emily flying around the bunch.

"Damn!" Bud exclaimed as he watched the short hair blonde gain ground on Missy who had not looked back for sometime. "RUN MISSY RUN!"

Missy smiled up at the guys again and heard Bud yelled something. She just smiled and saw him pointing behind her. She was smiling when she turned to see one of the Creeker girls only two paces behind. The smile turned to panic as she looked for Coach James who was a quarter the way around. No one had ever beaten her in a race since the third grade and she was the one offered a scholarship for track. Her chin rose upward as she pumped her arms to get more speed. Normally she paced herself in a quarter mile race but the footsteps behind her were getting louder and louder.

The cheerleaders stopped practicing as did the band. The whispers turned into loud words as the whole stadium was watching the two girls approach the finish line.

Sweat poured from Missy's face as her breathing labored. Her mouth was gapped wide for oxygen. Just a bit more she thought. "I'm going to win again," was her thought when out of the corner of her eye she saw some movement. Her legs were like rubber when the other girl's body blew by her. At the finish line Coach James pushed the button on his stopwatch as Emily ran by. Missy made it to the coach and grabbed her knees in exhaustion.

"YES!" Brandon yelled. "Ten bucks pal."

The crowd of girls made it to the finish line and watched as Emily Miller made another lap. She didn't even look winded.

"A victory lap," Maggie whispered and giggled to the other Creekers. When Emily made it back to the bunch the Creeker girls were waiting and cheering.

Emily looked for Missy but the girl had already left the field.

"Emily right?" Coach James asked as he walked over to her.

"Yes sir," she said politely.

"Where have you been for the past three years?"

"Here sir."

"My god girl why haven't you come out for track? Do you know you almost tied the state record?"

"I live on Jacob Creek sir. I can't stay after school because I won't have a ride home if I miss the bus."

"Hell, I'll make sure you get a ride home," Errol James smiled. "You know with times like the one you just had you wouldn't have any problems getting a scholarship."

Emily heard his words but they didn't comprehend. "A scholarship?"

Errol looked at the old worn-out sneakers she was wearing. "Do you have any running shoes?"

"Running shoes?" Emily only had an old dirty pair of sneakers and a nice pair of dress shoes for Sunday services.

"What is your shoe size?"

"I.......uh....don't know." The shoes she was wearing were given to her by her aunt and they didn't have a size in them.

"You look to be about a size seven so I'll see if I can find you a pair. "Stop by my office in the gym before you finish your last class."

"But sir, I'm not sure if I can be on the team," she blushed. Emily's father was real strict about where she could go and not go. "I have to ask my father first."

"I understand. If you want I could come by your house and speak to him."

Emily was ashamed of living in a mobile home because she had heard all the Hiller's remarks about the trailer trash Creekers before. "No........I mean I'll talk to him tonight."

"Great. By the way where did you learn to run like that?"

She smiled for the first time. "I run my dogs every night for about two miles. They used to be able to beat me."

"Maybe I need to get me some dogs," Errol laughed.

"She was lucky," Missy said to her two girlfriends Allison and Brandy. "She snuck up on me and if I had known she was coming I would have taken off earlier." She smiled when she saw her boyfriend walking down the bleacher stairs towards her.

"Hi," Brandon smiled. For the first time his girlfriend had lost a race and maybe now he wouldn't have to keep hearing about how great she was. "Tough race."

"She caught me by surprise," Missy frowned. "I'll get her next time if she even shows up in gym class anymore."

"Well from the conversation Coach James had with her a few minutes ago I think you have a new teammate."

"No way," Brandy said. "A Creeker on our team. Can't we vote her off?"

"I think it's the coach's decision," Brandon grinned. "Besides she might be the piece of the puzzle you need to get the State Championship this year."

"You don't think I can bring it home?" Missy said as she picked up her books and handed them to him to carry.

"You can't do it all," Brandon answered. "Why don't you all give her a chance?"

"Yuck........A Creeker........get real," Allison said while putting her index finger in her mouth like she was going to gag.

Emily saw her friends up high in the bleachers after she walked away from Coach James. Maggie was the first to run down the twelve steps to hug her. "You did it! You beat Little Miss Perfect."

"Shhh," Emily whispered before turning and glancing down at Missy surrounded by her entourage which included Brandon. "I'm going to have to watch my back as it is."

"I got your back," Maggie grinned. Being the youngest kid with three older brothers she could hold her own with the best of them. Maggie peeked down as well and saw Brandon looking up at them and smiling.

"He's looking at you," Maggie whispered.

"No he's not," Emily gasped. "He doesn't even know my name."

"I bet he will pretty soon," Maggie giggled.

It was fourth period after her math exam when Emily finally had enough time to get to the coaches office. She tapped lightly on the door but he did not answer it. Another teacher walked by.

"Can I help you?" Colleen Drake asked.

"I....uh...was...looking for Coach James."

Suddenly the door opened and he stood there smiling. "Emily....come on in. I was hoping you would make it."

Emily held her notebook and chemistry book to her chest as she followed him back into his tiny office.

"Here..........try these on," Errol said while handing her a nice pair of Nike running shoes.

"Uh....I can't take those.....they look new."

"They are new and you can take them. I normally get a few free pairs of sports shoes every year from Sports World for times like this."

Emily knew he meant charity cases but wasn't going to turn down a chance to get some real running shoes. She smiled as she took them from his hands and slipped off her worn sneakers. After pulling on the right on and seeing it fit perfectly she quickly slipped on the second one. "These are really nice."

"They are yours."

"But my father may not let me be on the team," she said sadly while standing on them and jumping up and down a few times.

"Never-the-less they are yours," he grinned. Errol had always felt bad for the kids from Jacob Creek because of the ridicule they received from the Hillers and even from some of the teachers. "We have our regular pre-season practice starting next Monday so I hope your father says yes."

"Me too," she grinned. She sat back down to take them off but he stopped her.

"Wear them to make sure they fit OK."

Again her eyes lit up and her smile went from ear to ear. "Thank you sir."

"Please call me Coach," Errol grinned.

Missy could see the kids whispering as she walked through the hallways later. For the first time in her life other kids were taking about her in a negative way and she didn't like it.

"What is that girl's name?" She whispered to Allison as they waited near the gym. Allison had told Missy that she had seen the girl go into the coach's office.

"Trailer Trash," Allison giggled.

"TT," Missy smiled. Suddenly Brandy turned. "Here she comes."

Emily was so excited to be wearing the new shoes her eyes were looking downward so when she turned the corner she didn't see Missy until she ran into her. "OHHH!" Emily bounced backwards when Missy's body shoved forward. "Sorry."

"You are sorry," Missy grinned as she glanced down at the girl's cut-off denim shorts and loose tee shirt. "Don't you know we have a dress code in this school?"

Emily's face turned red with anger but she knew from pass history that if a Creeker and Hiller got into a fight it would always be the Creekers fault. She stared into the other girl's hateful eyes as she moved up to her. "Don't press your luck."

Brandy and Allison moved up behind Missy. "And what are you going to do?" Missy asked.

None of them saw Maggie's body as it moved quietly and with purpose behind both Brandy and Allison. "Are these girls giving you a hard time?"

Brandy and Allison quickly moved to the side thinking it was a teacher behind them but smiled when they saw the shorter but stockier girl. "Is this your little sister?"

Emily saw Maggie clinch her fists and knew she was seconds away from pounding them so she moved into Missy pushing her aside and took Maggie's hand. "Come on it's starting to really smell in here."

"Bitch," Missy said just loud enough for Emily to hear. It was then she noticed the newer running shoes.

Brandon sat on the first bench in the Chemistry class with Bud as they heard the bell signifying the class to start. Old man Johnson looked over his bifocals. "OK, everyone read experiment 14 and get started."

It was a couple of minutes later when the door opened causing everyone to look up.

"I'm sorry I'm late," Emily said to Mr. Johnson. "I was with Coach James."

"Next time tell your coach that being late is inexcusable."

"Yes sir," she said while looking down and moving past Brandon's bench. She had been afraid that if she looked at him that he would be able to see how much she liked him. For three years and six months he had never said a word to her until now.

"Nice race."

Emily gulped and peeked up into his handsome face and brown eyes. "Tha.......thanks." Her heart was fluttering as she moved to the back bench to sit next to Maggie.

"What's wrong with you?" Maggie asked after Emily dropped all of her books on the floor.

"Shut-up," she whispered.

Brandon had noticed her many times before except she had been so shy that he didn't think she really wanted to talk to him. She definitely was very cute and had a nice body but what he liked about her was her smile. Especially when she sat on the school bus as it passed his house.

It was about ten minutes into the class when Emily noticed Mr. Johnson walk up to her bench. "Ms. Miller. I would like for you to change benches with Mr. Samuels."

Emily had to think for a minute about just who Mr. Samuels was. She knew most of the kids by their first names. It wasn't until she saw Bud walking behind the teacher. Panic sat in quickly because she knew Bud was Brandon's partner. "But, we have already started the experiment."

"I think we need to change partners once in a while because I know certain students do most of the work." He glared at Maggie.

"Hey, I get the supplies for her," Maggie grinned. Maggie wasn't upset because she had thought that Bud was cute.

Emily gulped and picked up her notebook and chemistry book. She moved around Bud to allow him to take her seat and looked to the front of the room at Brandon who was turned on his seat smiling at her. She suddenly realized that he had asked for her to be his lab partner.

"My name is Brandon," he said holding out his strong hand.

"I know," she snapped back at him. After placing her notebook on the bench she looked at the way he had his experiment and noticed it was wrong. "That's not going to work."

Brandon smiled because he had asked Mr. Johnson before the class started to change his partner with someone who knew what was going on. Of all his subjects he was about to fail chemistry and needed some help because it would prevent him from getting his football scholarship. "Will you help me get it right?"

"Sure," she smiled at him for the first time not on a school bus. "This tubing comes from the condenser top and goes to the trap."

"What's wrong with the way I have it?"

"It will probably build up pressure and explode," she giggled.

"Oh," he grinned. "So you just saved my life and now I owe you."

Emily thought he was serious. "You really don't owe me."

"I owe you $10," he said laughing.

"What?"

"I'll tell you after class," he said smiling. For the first time in a long time Brandon felt excited being with a girl. As she pulled the tubing off and reattached it correctly he looked at her soft lips and blue eyes.

"Don't," she whispered as her fingers tried to push the tubing on the bottom of the condenser.

"Don't what?" He grinned.

"Don't look at me."

"Sorry," he grinned before turning around and looking at his notebook. For the next ten minutes they drew the piping layout and then called Mr. Johnson over to look at it.

"Mr. Walsh. You just might pass this chemistry class yet."

After the teacher turned to walk away Brandon reached over and placed his hand on her which was on the bench. "Thank you."

Emily saw his hand on hers and felt him gently rub across it. It was too much for her little heart to take so she quickly jerked it away.

"Sorry," Brandon whispered looking disappointed. "I shouldn't have."

Emily wanted to grab his hand in hers but knew someone in the class would make sure Missy knew about it. Being on a track team where the captain hated her guts was bad enough. Lucky for her the bell sounded and class was over. She grabbed her stuff and almost ran from the room. It was ten minutes later as she waited for the school bus when Maggie strolled up to her.

"So are you panties wet?" She whispered.

"God Maggie you are so gross sometimes," Emily whispered back.

"I saw him touch your hand."

"Really?" Emily smiled. "I thought I was dreaming it. How did you and Bud get along?"

"Not bad really," Maggie grinned. "You know once you get to know him he's pretty funny and even nice. So what do you think your father will say about you being on the track team?"

"He'll say the same thing as always. EMILY YOU DON'T NEED TO BE DOING THINGS IN SCHOOL BESIDES READING, WRITING, AND ARITHMATIC." She said loudly trying to imitate his voice.

Word was already out in the school that Emily had beaten Missy in a race as well as the fact that Brandon won $10 on the race. Emily smiled when Maggie told her.

"So that's why he owes me $10," Emily thought as the bus moved through the rich neighborhood and then down the hill towards Jacob Creek.

Missy was the last person in school to know that Brandon had bet against her in the race. She waited angrily at his black mustang convertible as he walked down the long steps from the gym to the parking area.

"Hi babe," he said smiling while moving his lips forward to kiss her. But Missy was ready for it and slung her open hand around until it flattened hard against his un-expecting face. "SMACK!"

"Shit! What was that for?" He asked as he rubbed the red skin.

"YOU BET AGAINST ME TODAY!"

"That fuckin' BUD!" He grumbled. "I didn't bet until Emily had passed you."

"EMILY! You know her name?"

"Missy it was just a gym class race. Everyone knows you are faster than her." He tried to pull her compact body into his but she forcefully shoved him back.

"I didn't lose the race. She cheated by hiding back until my head was turned. I can beat her any day of the week."

"I know," he said feeling her arms fall to her sides. He moved his hands down her lower back until he felt the rise of her round buttocks. "My parents won't be home tonight if you want to stop by." Missy had been promising him that they could go all the way if the conditions were right.

"I have my period," she said lying. "Why don't you call Emily?" She huffed before turning and walking over to her BMW coup.

Emily hid the new shoes and was sitting at the kitchen table when her father got home. Jim Miller had hit on some rough times the past few years. His wife had left him for another man and he had lost his job at the refinery where he was the supervisor of the men who operated the big equipment. After the bank took their modest house he finally got a job at the post office. The only bright thing in his life was his daughter who had not given up on him. "Hi sugar."

"Hi Daddy," she smiled as she jumped into his arms for a hug and light kiss on his cheek. "I made you your favorite."

Jim glanced at the stove and saw the large steel pot which meant he was going to have Pot Roast tonight. "Finally something went right with me today."

After serving him the pot roast and cooked carrots she moved to the chair across from him. "Daddy you know I want to go to college right and I think I have the grades for a partial scholarship to Black Mountain State."

Jim sighed and wiped his mouth. "A partial scholarship won't be enough baby. "I've used all of our savings just to buy this pre-fabricated home and lot."

"I know but.........I have some......really-really....good news." She hesitated when he looked up at her.

"Well?"

"The track coach saw me running today in gym class and......." She gulped. "He thinks I'm good enough to get a full track scholarship."

What she had just said didn't surprise him because he had seen her running with the dogs the past few months. As much as he wanted to say no he knew it was because he was being selfish and didn't want her to leave him alone. "Isn't track practice after school? How will you get home?"

"The coach said not to worry about it."

Jim smiled. "Are you sure he isn't just trying to get another body on the team?"

"No............he timed me today and said my time was close to the state record."

"Let me think about it tonight and I'll leave you a note tomorrow morning on the table." He normally left for work an hour before she even woke up. However the next morning she was wide awake when she heard the door open and close and his truck start up. After sprinting down the narrow hallway to the kitchen she stopped and frowned when she saw the table empty. She was about to turn around and go back to her bedroom when she noticed a piece of paper on the floor. She smiled when she leaned over to read what was written on it.

"Never look back."

"Thank you Daddy."

Only a small light was on in the rear of Bud's garage as the two boys sipped on a cold can of beer. Brandon had told his friend about his argument with Missy.

"Sorry man I didn't think the word would get back to her about the bet," Bud said.

"Actually you might have helped me because things haven't been going so well with her anyway," Brandon added. "My father is going to kill me but I'm going to break up with her."

"The Mayor's daughter?" Bud laughed. "He'll probably have you arrested."

"It's all about her," Brandon sighed. "All Missy talks about is her life and how great a runner she is."

"Does this have anything to do with the Creeker girl?"

"Her name is Emily," Brandon said seriously "You know she is really smart in Chemistry. How are you doing with her friend?"

"She's not as smart but she had me laughing pretty much the whole class. You know talking to a Creeker was a lot of fun because she was not so much into her appearance or clothes."

"How would you like to go on a double date this weekend?"

"Holy shit. You're serious about breaking up with Missy. Please do it somewhere where I can see it happen."

"I don't think so. So do you want to go on a double date or what?"

"Well hell yes. I hear the Creeker girls all fuck and give damn good blowjobs."

"If you make any bad remark about Creeker girls in front of Emily I'll kick your ass."

"Me?"

Missy had just rolled out of her bed when she heard her maid call for her. She opened the bedroom door and said, "What do you want Marie?"

"Mr. Brandon is here to see you!"

"He probably wants to apologize," Missy thought. "Tell him I'll be down in a few minutes!" She quickly ran into her bathroom and combed her hair and gargled. A few minutes later she strolled down the stairs. "Here to say you are sorry?"

Brandon shook his head and held out his hand. In it was her class ring. "I don't want to go out with you anymore." He had thought of other ways to tell her but decided she would only understand a direct approach.

Missy stopped about three feet from him and looked at the ring. Never had any boy broken up with her before. "You're joking right?"

"I'm not joking Missy. Neither one of us is happy so this is the best way."

Steam built up in Missy's body and anger quickly escaped. "Oh no. You are not breaking up with me. She slapped his open hand causing her ring to fly onto the floor and then swung her other hand up to again slap his face. However his time he was ready for it and grabbed her wrist.

"We're finished." As he held her wrist he grabbed her necklace and pulled it and his class ring over her head. "I'll give you the necklace back in school today." He turned and left the speechless girl in shock.

A few seconds later she realized what had just happened.

Brandon jumped into his black convertible and was backing out when she ran from the large mansion out onto the large lawn. "Brandon wait!" But he just pulled down his sun glasses and drove away.

Emily and Maggie knew something was up when their school bus pulled into the large drop off area. Kids were all standing around in clusters whispering about something. Not being shy Maggie moved into one of the groups and spoke to them. A few minutes later she caught up with Emily who had started walking to her locker.

"Em.......slow down," Maggie giggled. "You are not going to believe what I just heard."

"What?" Emily asked. She had more important things on her mind than gossip.

"Brandon broke up with Missy."

Emily stopped in her tracks. "Are you sure?"

"Oh yes, everyone knows about it."

"God she is really going to hate me now," Emily thought. But at the same time she realized Brandon was a free man. A tiny smile started gradually on her face and by the time she made it to her locker it was a full blown grin. As she grabbed out her Economics' text book she felt someone tap her on her shoulder. She turned expecting it to be Maggie and looked up into Brandon's eyes.

"Uh......hi...," he grinned. "I......uh..was wondering if.....you would like to go out with me this weekend."

Emily heard his words but they didn't make any sense. Her mind was cluttered with so much emotion and excitement that she couldn't even talk. "Agghh.........go........uhhh.......out?"

"I broke up with Missy his morning."

"I........uh....heard," she said sweating and feeling flush. "You want to go out with me?"

He smiled. "Yes."

"I.........uh...uh....guess so." Her heart was beating so hard she knew he could hear it pounding in her chest.

"You guess so?" he repeated. "I know we really don't know each other very well but........actually Bud is asking Maggie out as we speak. Maybe we could go on a double date."

Emily looked down the long hallway and saw Bud and Maggie talking by her locker. "Yes." She smiled.

"Great," he smiled back at her. "I can come by your house and pick you up around 7:00PM tomorrow night."

Emily panicked realizing she didn't want him to see that she lived in a pre-fab home. "It might be better if you pick us up at the gas station at the bottom of the hill."

"Uh..........OK," Brandon said. "Bud and I will pick you two up at 7:00PM. If Maggie agrees."

"Oh she will," Emily added.

"See you in Chemistry," he said before turning and walking away.

Emily had not noticed two girls who were standing in listening range who were now whispering and giggling. She wanted to ask them to please not say anything but she knew it was hopeless. She closed her locker and walked down towards Maggie and Bud.

"Good morning Bud," Emily grinned. She stopped short when she noticed Maggie's hand in his.

"So I hope you said yes," Bud grinned.

"Yes I said yes. Brandon has the details." Emily replied.

"See you later," Bud whispered to Maggie as he leaned forward and gently kissed her softly on her lips. He turned and moved away.

"What was that?" Emily said when he got out of hearing distance.

"What?"

"Yesterday he doesn't know you and today you are holding hands and kissing."

"We didn't really kiss," Maggie giggled. "That's tomorrow night."

"Jesus Maggie. He's going to think you are easy."

"Maybe I am," she giggled.

"That tramp," Missy said to Brandy in the girls' locker room before gym class started. "She must have promised him sex or something."

"That's right. Why would he break up with you unless she promised him she would fuck him?"

"Just make sure everyone knows," Missy smiled as the other girls walked into the locker room to change into their gym shorts and tee shirts.

Emily had seen and heard the other kids whispering when she walked by or into the early morning classes. Most of them were supportive but a few Hillers pushed up their noses when they saw her. It didn't bother her until she walked into the locker room and Maggie walked up to her.

"The rumor is that you promised Brandon that you will fuck him. Missy must have started it."

Emily quickly glanced over Maggie's shoulder at Missy who was surrounded by four other Hiller girls and started walking her way.

"You take Missy and I'll take the others," Maggie whispered with clinched fists.

But Emily had noticed something about Missy. As she moved up to her Missy backed up expecting the Creeker to punch her. Missy knew she could get thrown out of school if she hit the Mayor's daughter.

Instead Emily smiled and leaned over. "Where is Brandon's ring?"

Missy's hand moved up automatically to touch it but she realized it was gone. "You're a whore."

"You're a poor loser," Emily smiled as she turned and walked to her locker.

Maggie stayed close to Emily while she took off her denim shorts and sweatshirt. The two got dressed and headed out to the track.

Coach James had the girls lining up again to get another chance at seeing if Emily was just lucky the last time. He knew Missy was upset but figured it would make her put in more training hours and to get into better shape if Emily could provide some competition.

"Hold up," the coach said when Emily ran out onto the track. Once she was in line he took out his stopwatch. "Once around the track again like yesterday."

Missy glared down the line at Emily as she took her starting stance. There was no way the Creeker was going to beat her again. Her eyes roamed up into the bleachers where she saw Brandon and Bud as well as half the school who had turned out to see if Missy could lose two races in two days.

Emily smiled at the other girl and wiggled her toes in her new track shoes. Next to her was Brandy who whispered, "You're going to lose today whore."

"Well see," Emily whispered back.

"Ready, on your marks............GO!" Coach James screamed.

Missy broke away quickly and put every ounce of her speed in order to get to the front. She wanted to get a big lead because she had seen Emily's speed at the end.

Again Emily found herself trapped in the pile of runners with Brandy squeezing her into the pack. As she moved back again to let the pack go by so did Brandy. Emily was not ready as Brandy's elbow smacked her in her chest causing stars in her eyes from the pain. "OWWWL!" For a moment she lost her breath and even had to pull up for a second. By now Missy was way out in front and even catching the pack would be tough but Emily was not a quitter.

Missy peeked back and saw Brandy giving her the thumbs up. They had talked about roughing up the slut and it seemed to be working.

"Shit did you see that?" Brandon asked Bud when he saw Brandy elbow Emily causing her to stop running. "They are ganging up on her."

Others also saw it and most of the Creekers booed. Coach James saw it as well but was more interested in what Emily was going to do. More than half the race was over when Missy crossed the halfway point. Suddenly the people in the stands were standing and cheering as Emily turned on her afterburners and quickly closed in on the pack.

Maggie had stayed in the pack and didn't know what had happened until she looked back to see Brandy and Emily behind them. She was pissed but waited until Brandy moved back up behind the pack waiting for Emily once more.

"Come on bitch," Brandy laughed as Emily's long strides moved her up close to her. As Brandy swung her body to the side to slam into Emily she suddenly tripped over something and went face downward on the track.

Emily smiled at Maggie and jumped over Brandy's prone body. "Go get her," Maggie yelled.

Emily blew by the pack and saw Missy had about a ten person lead as they passed the ¾ point. She heard the people yelling but didn't know they were cheering for her until she saw Brandon jumping up and down. "GO EMILY!"

Because Missy jumped out so quickly her body was quickly draining of its energy. Her eyes looked ahead at Coach James who had the stop watch in his hand. With all of her last bit of effort she made it to him just before Emily blew by her on the outside. "I WON!" She screamed. But no one was clapping. She was breathing rapid as she turned to the stands to see them rooting for her but they were all looking at Emily who continued running around the track again. "Coach..........I won," she directed at Coach James who was also watching Emily.

Emily was disappointed she had not beaten Missy but was thrilled that most of them were cheering for her. She continued the run around the track and as she once again crossed the finished line the cheers were deafening. Embarrassed she gave everyone a slight wave of her hand and moved over to the fence where Brandon, Bud and Maggie stood. "I guess I lost."

"No, I think you are the big winner today," Maggie giggled. They looked at Missy who stood alone in the middle of the track.

"Do you know you ran the mile in about six minutes?" Coach James asked when he walked up to her.

"Sorry," Emily answered. "I think I can do better than that." She knew she didn't go all out the last lap.

As they all walked from the track back to gym Maggie and Bud walked ahead of Brandon and Emily holding hands. Emily was nervous walking like this next to the most popular boy in the school with many kids watching. Her heart almost exploded when he moved his hand down to take hers. She smiled and looked up into his brown eyes.

Emily had about fifteen minutes to shower before the next class and had wrapped up in a large towel before removing her underwear. She moved into the shower room and saw one of the shower stalls empty. After moving inside and adjusting the water she moved her somewhat tired but very excited naked body under the warm spray. It was about a minute later when her shower curtain opened and a naked Missy stood there looking at her.

Missy's world had turned upside down in only a matter of about 24 hours. She was not the fastest runner in school anymore and had lost the most popular guy. She knew her body was one of the best if not the very best she had seen in the school so she figured she would let Emily know it as well. After waiting for the Creeker to go into the shower she pulled open the curtain and grinned. Her smile lowered when she saw Emily's full and very firm uplifting breasts with rosy pink nipples. The girl's abs were tight and creamy leading down to a full blonde bush between her firm and smooth thighs.

"Can I help you?" Emily asked as she turned and displayed what only a few of her girlfriends had ever seen. After hiding it under the baggy clothes Emily was proud now showing it.

"I.......uh.......thought.....this shower was empty."

"It's not," Emily said while turning to show Missy her nearly perfectly shaped hips. She heard Missy close her curtains and thought about how Missy had shaven her pubic mound. Emily had read of such things in Cosmopolitan in the library but until now had not seen it. Her fingers parted her thick golden bush and rubbed over her swollen clitoris. For the first time her body was alive and excited.

It was after school when Maggie ran up to Emily. "I have us a ride home if you want to go shopping."

Emily normally didn't spend too much of her hard earned money on clothing but this was not a normal time. "Really?"

"Yes we need something to wear for tomorrow night."

"I'll call my home and leave a message for Daddy," Emily giggled. An hour later the two girls walked through the mall and up to the Victoria Secret store window. "And why are we looking here?" Emily asked.

"Well I hear that Brandon only broke up with Missy because you promised you would let him fuck you," Maggie whispered. "So you will need some sexy underwear."

Emily punched her friend on the shoulder. "Don't even say that as a joke. I won't need sexy underwear because he won't get that far."

"Too bad," Maggie giggled as she held up a tiny matching set of black panties and a bra. "It's about time we lost our virginities."

"Speak for yourself," Emily blushed when an older woman who overheard Maggie walked by. Emily too purchased a sexy pink panty and bra set but not as tiny or sheer as Maggie's. After buying a new and tighter blouse Emily and Maggie then headed over to the front of the mall where Maggie's aunt picked them up.

"I'm in here," Jim yelled when he heard his daughter come home.

Emily moved into the small living room and put her book bag on the chair. Inside of it were her new clothes that she didn't want him to see. "Hi Daddy."

"So why the last minute trip to the mall?"

"Uh.......there's a party tomorrow night and Maggie and I are going to go to. I just wanted something to wear."

"You look good in anything," Jim grinned. "So show me what you bought."

"It's just a blouse," Emily lied. "Not much."