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Thank God For Fishnetthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 1662 words)

Author: Ginger
Added: Oct 02 2002Views / Reads: 2094 / 1661 [79%]Story vote: 8.33 (12 votes)
Jade learns that fishnets and suede skirts can be just as alluring to her teacher as Abecrombie and Fitch. I love constructive criticism, but please ::whimper:: be gentle.
 


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Tuesday began like every school day, I woke up, took a long steaming shower, and blow dried my hair and tried desperately to decide what to wear. My whole life all I ever wanted to do was to be part of the Abecrombie and Fitch crowd. I wanted to giggle at moronic jokes and act giddy at the sight the high school quarterback, unfortunately I could never bring myself down to the insipid level of stupidity it took to flip my hair and wiggle my ass all at once. So, this morning I decided to make my attire no different then it had always been. I rolled my fishnet stockings up and attached them to my garter belt, just before I stepped into my tight suede mini skirt. I picked out a loose silver studded belt to dangle low around my hips, and squeezed into my pink tank top that was way against dress code, but no one ever complained about.

I ran out the door to my truck and kicked off my heels in order to drive the five-speed truck I just recently purchased. I revved the engine as pulled up to the stoplight near my high school, enjoying to feeling of the vibrations against my net clad thighs. I parked smoothly in the spot which I parked in every day, grabbed my bag, and hopped out onto the pavement. All the boys and a few teachers stared at my latest outfit, while the girls my age whispered something inaudible about how they couldn't believe I would wear that in public.

Sometimes I wished that their opinions mattered to me, then I could just relax and stop trying so hard to prove that I was indeed proud of being ...

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