Stan and Wendy Part 1

This is a mostly true story, the differences are names and location, besides that its as close to as i can recall. another note is i am not grand at grammar or spelling but i will do my best, i am a math nerd not a English nerd.

My name is Stan, i am 18 years old and a nerd, glasses, slightly over weight and bad acme, I love Dungeons and Dragons, playing my Xbox and playing World of Warcraft (WoW) so going through school i was left mostly alone. I think kids didn’t pick on me because i am 6’2 and have long brown head banger hair, its past my shoulders and i have been told i look like i am ready to kill someone. Going through high school i was quite and talked to no one, i just did my work as fast as i could so i could go home to play my games.

One day i was walking down the hall to my locker and bumped into someone knocking them back and to the ground. I looked down and saw Wendy and instantly felt my heart race, she had brown eyes that where behind glasses, long brown hair he had put in a high ponytail, and just an amazing body. It wasn’t amazing to most people i quickly learned that people did pick on her for being short and over weight. i didn’t see either of those things, i saw an amazing girl with a small belly and cute puffy cheeks, she had this silky white skin that just highlighted her brown hair and eyes, just looking at her made my palms sweat and my heart race.

sorry back to the hallway, she was flat on her butt and there were kids looking at her some laughing, some whispering to one another. I heard some of the whispers but payed most of them no mind, the one i noticed the most and is still stuck in my head and it was “Stan looks like he is going to kill her” i thought to myself but quickly lost the thought as i bent down and pushed Wendy’s legs together, she was in a knee length dress and her panties where showing, and held my hand out to help her up. She smiled softly then stood up with me as the bell rang telling us we had 5 minutes to get to class. most the kids walked off going to class but me and Wendy stood there for what seemed like a life time to me then i snapped out of it when i heard “can i have my hands back” i looked down to see that both her tiny hands were being held in my right hand. I let go then watched her go to class, i walked off to class myself trying to push the thoughts of her face out of my mind and the second glance of her panties.

The rest of the day went back to normal, dull… a few weeks went by and i didn’t see Wendy again, i had learned later that she had just moved here and that was her first day and she instantly afraid of me like everyone else. I asked one of my few friends Kyle if he knew who she was or her classes and he told me he had P.E. with her and her name was Wendy. i followed him the next day to P.E. and saw her sitting on the bleachers alone in a slightly tight white t-shirt and very short almost skin tight black gym shorts. I felt my heart race again i followed Kyle and changed like i was part of the class, the teacher noticed my but like most the students didn’t confront me. I couldn’t take my eyes off Wendy, she was just gorgeous.

I finally found myself more ogling her then just staring, my eyes couldn’t stop going over her body tell Kyle Pushed my towards the bleachers and told me to go talk to her. I felt a lump in my throat and couldn’t breath for a few seconds tell Kyle pushed me again. I stepped up the bleachers then sat next to her and took a deep breath.

“hey Stan” is all i heard and my reply caught in my throat again, o my god she knew my name, then i got it and spit it out.

“You know my name?” god that was all i could come up with, god i am lame.

she just giggled in this sweet way “Yes its hard not to know who you are.”

i replied “it is hard not to?”

She frowned for a second then told me “Yeah your the guy that no one should bother or make mad. A teacher saw you knock my down then told me to stay away from you.”

“O” was the only reply i could think of.

The bell rang and she stood up i pushed “wait” out of my throat and looked up at her, even when i was siting and she was standing she wasn’t much taller then me.