EchoChapter 7
It seemed like the end of the school year flew by. Prom was fun, and I ended up dancing with a dozen senior girls, who all thought it was a lark to have a dance with the boy genius. Char had a blast dancing with their dates, and I happily buried my face in a dozen, more developed, cleavages. There were several senior events in the last couple of weeks of school but I gladly skipped them all. Senior’s night was a big dinner and Senior Sunset was the school band and some fireworks, but Char...