aidan
katherine kennedy is beautiful. her hair is dark brown with caramel highlights, and her eyes are a brilliant blue color. her skin isn't too pale or too tan. the rest of her body is curvy and she's barely five foot two, something that guys "dig" in shorter girls.
he feels like he's feeding into the stupid stereotype of 'easy', however, when he walks up to her after third period spanish.
"hey kath," he greets with a smile. they'd been neighbors since she moved to indiana in the second grade, and friends even now while they're both seventeen.
"aids!" she smirks at his nickname that she came up with so many years ago, proud. "how're you?"
"i'm good." he can turn back now, pretend that he just wanted to see her because he missed her...
"you sure?" she asks, due to his staring at her face for a solid 15 seconds.
"look, kath, i need a favor," he states stupidly.
"anything."
"i need you to have sex with me."