Your survival instincts end up winning out. With her spit and snot still dripping down your face you turn around and sprint across your back yard. With no witnesses you can simply say Julia is a liar if she blabs about this and you can just do your best to avoid her the rest of the summer. You turn to look over your shoulder to see if she’s chasing you and notice she’s just standing there with a smile on her face and her hands resting on her hips. Undaunted you bound up the stairs into your house and lock yourself in your bedroom with your Xbox and your thoughts.
As you shower the grass and spit off of your body you can’t help but feel some shame about what just took place. You let a 21 year old woman who still lives at home spit in your face and punk you on your own property. Oh well...the past is in the past. You dry off, change into some clothes, and settle in for a long night of video games.
THE NEXT DAY
The next day goes normally enough and you almost forget about the humiliation of the previous afternoon. After a group text goes out you arrange to meet up with some buddies for a pick up game of basketball at the park down the street. An hour later and you’re sweating and breathing heavily with five of your best friends in a heated game of 3 on 3. During the course of play the ball rolls out of bounds and you jog after it, turning around to talk some smack to your friends as you do so.
As you turn back to look for the ball, your heart drops. Julia stands there, one sandaled foot on the ball and the other on her hip.
“Hey there Benny the Bitch.” She says with a smile. She says it loudly, your friends just a couple of yards away instantly turn to stare.
“Please let me have the ball back Julia. I don’t want any trouble.” You mumble, not wanting your friends to hear you. But they are closing in, sensing something is about to happen.
“Beg me for it. Or fight me for it. But if you run away from me again, I will catch you this time.” She says menacingly.
“What the fuck Ben? Let’s get the game moving!” One of your friends says.
Without warning Julia draws another mouthful of spit and saliva and sends it flying into your face.
“Your choice little Benny.” She says politely.
“What the fuck bro?!”
“You gonna let this slut get away with that?”
“Better teach her some fucking manners bro!”
Your friends call out from behind you and you know the time for action is now.
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