“I head back on Tuesday. Gay porn what if I see him and I fall for him all over again?“no,” I say aloud. “although, maybe if I was high…” he shrugs. “I like that.”“oh, yeah?” he was already smiling, but his grin definitely widens. it’s not like he ever had much school spirit, or even that many close friends here.”I get out of the car and walk up the driveway towards the main entrance, and, of course, the first person I see, about fifty feet ahead of me, is Eric.granted, I haven’t seen him in ten years, except occasionally on social media, but it has to be him: no-one else in our class ever had that windswept — fuck it, that’s the only word for it — blond hair.“well,” I say to myself, “here we go.”I slow down, hoping maybe he won’t notice me at all, but he stops in front of the doors and turns around to look around.
