Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card

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"Okay, ladies! We're hitting the track today, and I don't want to hear any excuses! I don't care if it's your time of the month, you've got a headache, or your boyfriend said your hair looks like a hot mess. If you want to pass this class and not be stuck taking it again next year, proclaimed 'ball-buster, she thrived off

intimidating us.

Laura and I exchanged exasperated glances. The heat outside was unbearable, and the very thought of running felt like a punishment.

Laura had been trapped in this dark spiral ever since my brother, Josh, confessed that he cheated on her with some girl from a rival school. Despite our efforts to lift her spirits, she remained stuck, so we hovered around her like worried mothers. Gripping her arm, I led her outside, ignoring the emptiness painted across her face. She didn't need more pitying gazes from our classmates. Everyone heard the rumors.

On top of that, I was doing my best to avoid Josh as

if he were the plague. Every time he entered the same space as me, I bolted in the opposite direction. I refused to have that conversation, especially knowing he was still friends with Luke after everything, which made sense. 07.56

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The whole reason Luke wouldn't or didn't, or no- he did- was because of Josh and his friendship with Josh. He gave me all these excuses about why he avoided me and didn't want to go there with me... because of Josh. How wrong I was...

out, it was me. I wasn't good enough for him, but I was good enough for a one-night stand... just not

with sweat, running laps on the football field. Just like every

lips. I knew I should hate him, but honestly? Who would look away from that? Heat flooded my cheeks, and flashbacks of his bare chest hovering above

I cast another glance to see if she spotted Josh. She did

the world had dulled for her, and all I could do was look back at the field where Josh and

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a hand on Josh's chest

Good.

common sense to

teacher's whistle shattered my thoughts. "It's simple! The more laps you run, the

I forced myself

I ran, feeling the heat

panting heavily, and finding excuses to sit in the shade. But I wouldn't be one of them-not today, and neither was Laura, it

this burn. I craved the sting in my lungs, the sensation in my chest like I was teetering on the edge. I pushed forward, enjoying the rhythm of

at Laura, I could tell she was battling her own demons. The tightness in her jaw registered that she had some things to work through. Right now, those struggles were between her and the track, but at least there was emotion on her face. As we continued to circle the track, one by one, the others faded until only Laura and I were left, pushing