Manufactured Misfortune/Day1-Anatomy Text From Emily
Your phone vibrates again, but rather than X you're pleasantly surprised to see a message from Emily.
Hey Ron, you busy?
No, I'm in study hall right now. Aren't you in the middle of class?
We were supposed to discuss a short story we had to read over the weekend, but aside from myself and a few others most didn't read it, so the scheduled was changed so everyone can read it in class. Besides, I'm in the bathroom :P
Good thing we studied together, huh?
I wouldn't go that far...
You smirk to yourself as you recall your incident from yesterday.
Okay, that's fair. What's you need?
Well I actually didn't need anything, I just wanted to thank you again for watching out for me in the gym earlier. It's awkward to say, but it was clear how much you liked what happened yesterday, so for you to put those thoughts aside and immediately move to shield me, it means a lot.
Touched by her words you're about to reply when another text came though, this time a picture. Clicking on it you see Emily, sitting on a closed toilet seat with the camera looking down at her. She wore the sweetest smile imaginable, but your eyes moved to her chest where her shirt was partially unbuttoned and her other arm was held under her breasts, the end result making her cleavage much more prominent. A short text quickly followed the picture.
Thank you Ron, for everything. See you at home <3
You smile to yourself. You really did have an amazing sister, in more ways than one. And between that picture and her morning attire (or lack thereof) it seems she's becoming more open to showing herself off to you. An unexpected development for sure, but a welcome one. After saving the picture you grab a book and spend the rest of your study hall reading.
Eventually the bell rings signaling the end of the school day. You gather you things, return your book, and make your way outside to meet with Addison. You take your time walking back to the gym so you don't have to wait too long, and lean against the wall next to the changing room doors once you arrive. Remembering how you ran into Emily here earlier you send her a quick text saying you have something to take care of and to head on home without you.
Gradually cheerleaders and football players begin trickling out from the changing room and towards the fields. You nod and greet the ones you recognize, and before long Addison hops out, bright as ever.
"Addi, over here!"
"Hey Ron!"
She smiles wide and skips your way, her ample chest bouncing with each hop and making it very hard not to stare. The school's cheerleading uniforms consist of your standard sleeveless top and a pleated skirt, which from a distance looked to be a single piece, and were quite eye catching with a white and yellow color-scheme with green accents. The front of the top had 'HAWKS' printed in bold font while a stylized hawk silhouette adorned the back, both in the same green color as the accents.
"So," you began, "we're supposed to talk details on the tutoring?"
"Yeah! I have some time before we warm up, so lets talk! Did you already have something planned out?"
"Actually, yes, I do. Came up with it during study hall. To keep it brief, every weekday after your practice we head to your place so I can tutor you. If I understand correctly there isn't any cheer practice on Wednesdays, so on those days we'll head straight to you place and get even more work in. No tutoring on the weekends, that's for working on our science project. How's that sound."
"Hmm, studying right after practice, I don't know..."
"Think of it like this; you need to study more to improve your grades and stay on the team, so if we jump right in straight from cheerleading then you'll have the right mindset to motivate yourself."
"Welll, I supposed that makes sense. Okay, every weekday after practice it is!"
"Great, we'll start tomorrow, just so you have time to prep yourself. Will your parents be okay with me coming over?"
"Oh don't worry, they're hardly ever home and won't have a problem once they know you're my tutor, and science partner."
A yell came your way from where the other cheerleaders were gathered and Addison turned and waved to them.
"Sorry, I gotta go."
Before you could respond Addi stepped forward and gave you a great big hug. You were stunned, both from the sudden act of affection and from the feeling of her breasts pressing into you chest, but after a moment you awkwardly put your arms around her waist.
"I really appreciate you doing this for me Ron. I promise I'll make it up to you somehow."
She pulls back, gives you a glowing smile, and runs off to join her friends. You stand there, a bit dumbstruck, and are startled when someone new calls out to you.
"Alright Ron!"
You turn and see a group of football players from your grade applauding and rooting you on. One of them, a blonde named Aaron you sit near in history, gives you a thumbs up and a sly wink. You rub the back of your neck in embarrassment and make a hasty exit as they continue to congratulate you. Now rumors are gonna start that you and Addi are an item, or at least on your way to becoming one.
...Not the worst development that could've happened.
You send a quick text to X letting her know things went off without a hitch and receive a thumbs up icon and promise to talk later in reply. Having accomplished your goals for today you decide to head on home, maybe spend some time with Emily or just lounge around in your room for the night.
What next?