Children Of A Lesser God 45 Kicking An Iron Plate With A Bare Foot In The Middle Of Winter

Unknown to Laz, he had made an enemy of Tommy. Although Tommy's relationship with Kennedy could only be called professional with a bit of interest on the side, the only feeling from Kennedy were ones of hate and disgust. She despised guys like Tommy who could buy what they wanted without working for it.

Even if she was using him and had to keep her end of the deal which was to appear like a good girl friend in public, she didn't hate herself in the least for it. You did what you had to do. That has always been the rule of the world. Those white knights on their moral high horses only ever looked down on the common man and preached their s.h.i.t. They never had to live it. They never lived in run down houses with rusted pipes and barely and heat. They never had to survive on one cheap meal a day for days on end while waiting for the next pay check. They simply held out a hand and the world was set in it for them.

Kennedy's life up until now would be what many would call tragic, but she would never once complain. She simply didn't have the time to waste on something so useless. She learned early that the only way to get what you wanted in life was to take it by your own two hands and to never let others stop you. She was a survivor with a dark past. But you could never tell by looking at the budding 16 year old in a loose blue tee-shirt and black shorts.

But in the end, this was just the problems of youth. Everyone was busy exploring the world and learning about themselves. Some people would cave inward, others would expand outward. Neither way was right or wrong. It simple was what it was.

As the coaches had everyone line up into two groups, girls on one side and boys on the other, they began dividing everyone into teams of 9 with a few subst.i.tutes. As it was, despite the size of the gymnasium, they would only play two games at a time. As such, the guys were broken up into 4 groups while the same happened with the girls. As it turned out, Laz was stuck in a group with Tommy and Jesse, while Alex was in another group. Once they were position on one of the 4 sides, Alex's group ended up being the team they were playing against. Although this wasn't Tommy's doing, the situation worked out perfectly for him. He could accidentally beat up Laz with Jesse's help while Alex controlled the flow of the game from the other side. It was the perfect scene.

On the other hand, Kennedy was place in a group that would be playing on the other side of the gym. She was definitely the most "developed" of all the girls in the cla.s.s, so she drew the most attention when she walked. The loose blue tee hung gently over her ma.s.sive mounds which jutted out from her chest. Even when she walked, they swayed back and forth with her movement, although they didn't jiggle. Contrary to a guys popular belief, once they became big, it hurt when they shook so women would usually try to keep them in position as best as possible. As such, like most girls, Kennedy used a sports bra to keep them tied down. Of course there was a downside to that as well. They barely contained any padding and as such, the more perceptive guys would usually be able to see the two points of destiny when they looked closely.

Despite all of the stares from the guys and the occasional huffs from the girls who didn't win this particular lottery, Tommy seemed to be solely focused on Laz who was still occasionally looking over at Kennedy in between following orders. He couldn't help but picture how nice it would be to nibble on those delectable dishes and taste those tasty bits. Of course, he now had to keep these thoughts in the back of his mind as he continued his wordless conversation with Kennedy. Laz didn't think of himself as a pervert, but as an inexperienced man, he couldn't help the thoughts that came to him. The real difference between a good man and a creep was knowing how to hide what should be hidden, at least in front of others.

Of course, none of this mattered to Tommy who seemed fixated on Laz. Although others were staring at her with bits of drool hanging out of their mouths, for some reason, Tommy found Laz's actions to be the most eye catching. Kennedy, for her part, hardly ever glanced at Laz even while they talked about dumb things.

*So, who do you think is the most attractive in this cla.s.s?* Kennedy asked while she was getting into position on the floor.

*Uh? Me personally or based on everyone's reactions?* He responded while also getting into position. As it was, he was on the front line with Tommy on the other side and a somewhat shorter girl in between them.

*You personally.*

*Well this girl next to me is kind of nice.*

*Her?* Kennedy looked over and saw the short, brown haired girl who was standing next to him before turning back.

*Yeah.*

*Why her?*

*Well, shes looks pretty cute and innocent. Plus she's kind of short which would make me seem bigger.*

Kennedy let out a small puff of air as she started laughing.

*HA, oh my G.o.d. Is that all you guys think about? If you need a short girl to make you feel like a big man, doesn't that mean that your just too small to take on a real woman?*

*Oh come on. Who doesn't want to be a bit bigger? Not everyone was born with equipment to rival the heavens like some people.*

*Oh, you mean me then?* Kennedy stood up straight and bent her back backwards a bit, making her already giant proportions seem even more majestic. She had a smile on her face since she knew he would be looking over.

*Well, at least this one seems like she would be somewhat sweet and cute in bed.* Laz replied after a quick glance. Since he was offered a meal, he would be foolish to not enjoy it.

*Actually, I hear she's somewhat of a beast.* Kennedy replied back.

*What's this now?* La asked with a questioning look on his face.

*Well, the story is that she's got that cute look on the outside, but she is totally a killer on the inside. Apparently, her last boyfriend was only able to stay with her a few months since the only way he could get laid was to let her peg him first.*

*What does that mean?*

*Google it. Needless to say, she started wanting to use bigger ones and he couldn't take it. So.. you still want a piece of that action?*

Laz stood up straight at this moment and subconsciously clenched his cheeks after he came to a realization. Kennedy who was actually looking at him at this moment recognized his movement and almost broke down in laughter. He face was bright red and she did her best to hold it in.

Tommy was beyond furious at this point. He noticed they seem to be flirting with their looks at each other and although he couldn't have known what they were talking about, he simply felt like they had a relationship with each other behind his back.

As their coach got into position, every one crouched down to get ready. Blowing his whistle, he tossed the ball up and it ended up going towards the other side of the net. Across from Laz was another guy who was somewhat shorter, but he managed to set the ball up and stepped back. Alex, whose tall and muscular body was taking up the center position on the floor ran up to knock the ball over the net. Since it was just high school gym cla.s.s, they weren't allowed to spike the ball for fear of someone getting hurt.

Alex was able to perfectly control the swat over and it was going straight at Laz. Laz crouched and brought his wrists together to bounce the ball up when he got a strange feeling. He noticed The Tommy was rushing over from the second row behind him, but he seemed like he was going to crash head on into Laz. At the same time, Jesse was right behind Laz at this moment and acting like he was going to get the ball if Laz couldn't. Although he looked focused on the ball he ket darting his eyes towards Laz as though making sure he couldn't back up.

As Laz stood their and a.n.a.lyzed this all in a heartbeat, he finally understood what these three stooges were trying to do. He had no room to back up, he couldn't go forward with the ball coming down either and therefore would have to stand right there while Tommy plowed into him.

Had this been before, he would have been in a world of pain, but he was very different now. Taking a few steps forward like he would set the ball instead of just knock it up, he brought his hands up and cupped them in front of his face.

Jesse had followed closely behind him and Tommy changed his angle of dashing to correct his course. At the moment when he would have hit the ball he suddenly took another step forward and swinging his hip, shifted his whole body to his right side. The ball then went straight past him and hit Jesse right in the face. Since he was only paying attention to Laz's position, he had no means to stop it as it smacked him right in the nose, causing his whole head to fly back as a stream of blood shot forward in a beautiful red arch. At the same time, Tommy who had only focused on Laz's upper body rushed over, he didn't see what had happened since Laz's body blocked his view. As Laz took another step to the side, he managed to move out of Tommy's way while Tommy couldn't stop his charge. Due to how close Jesse had been, his feet were still in the way. Tommy could only trip as he came flying forward and ended up landing face first on the hardwood floor before letting out a m.u.f.fled moan. He had used his hands to try to catch himself and everyone only heard a somewhat nerve wrenching crack.

Curling up into a ball, he grabbed his arm which he had used to stop his fall and started yelling out.

"MOTHERf.u.c.kER."