"Whoa," the obese young man trudges to a stop as the nervous girl creeps forward from the entrance on the other side of the hall. He watches her eyes dart back and forth before falling on him and stopping there.
A huge smile fills her face as she rushes over to him. "Oh Chadwick, I'm so happy to see you."
Chad, as most people call him, tries to look at her excited face, but his attention keeps getting drawn to her slim body. Reigning in his thoughts, he stutters out a response, "Uh, yeah, Teri. You too." The held back thoughts burst forth like a crack in a dam. He tries to stymie the flow and manages, "You look great."
She blushes a little. "Thank you. I managed to trim up over the vacation." Then looking around nervous again, she confides, "I'm afraid that people will start looking at me or treating me different." Her eyes return to his, "But we're still cool, right?"
Her pleading eyes bore into him. Why would I treat her any different? We've been gaming buds and hang out friends f