It's as if other than when I am fighting crime I have no control over my body. I don't know what's going on. Just last year I felt completely normal and this year. The exact opposite. Girls that I never thought twice about now occupy an inordinate amount of my time. Then there is Jenny Howard. Good Googly Moogly she is hot! Over the summer she changed all for the better. I don't know if she forgot to go shopping for clothes before school started this year or not, but everything seems to be too tight and pushed either up and out or both. I and ever other boy in school is OK with this. She knows it and is working it to her absolute advantage.
Last year she was nobody. This year she is all blond hair, green eyes and hot. She is the most popular girl in the school. Well she is popular with at least fifty percent of the student body. Many of the other girls aren't such big fans however. Truth is most of the girls don't like her at all. It's not clear to us guys whether or not the sudden dislike for Jenny is based upon her new attitude or her new body. Honestly we don't really care.
I've been having these reoccurring dreams about Jenny. The dream starts with me coming home from school and walking up the stairs. Someone is in the shower but I know that my parents aren't home so I go to investigate. When I get to the bathroom I pull back the shower door and it's Jenny standing there in my shower.
She says, "hi".
Then I wake up.
I'm only twelve.