High School Graduation
If you passed her on the street, you might not give Bethany Johnson a second thought. She was just like any other kid in her late teens. Her auburn hair was long and only mildly styled, her skin near-flawless, her moderate breasts firm with youth. Though she was beautiful she was not doted upon as some girls her age were. She didn't fit the mold; she was smart enough that school was easy yet retained her common sense. Her parents, though uncharacteristically married, lived in Italy and left her to be cared for by her Mother's brother, Jack. Her childhood community was a small college town of twenty thousand tucked away in a beautiful valley in the south of Oregon in the United States. The city was small enough to have only one high school, but large enough that a person could spend their entire lives in the town and not meet everybody.

Tomorrow was supposed to be one of the happiest days of her life, graduation from High School. She didn't feel the excitement due in part to her the ease that she accomplished it, but it was exciting to think what college would be like the following fall. Throughout school she had been a wallflower -- not dating much and having only a few friends. With the end of a period of her life she was ready for a change, any change. Life had lost it's luster and she needed something to spice it up again, something new, something unexpected.

Beth looked up from the book she had been reading -- a Tom Clancy thriller -- as the heavy gong of the antique door bell rang twice from downstairs. Beth hurried down the curving oak staircase to answer the door. She opened the heavy ornate wood door to see a young woman leaning on a worn pair of aluminum crutches. She had on a pair of faded cutoff jeans and was wearing a beige tank top. Her dark hair was held back in a ponytail that went down to her shoulder blades. Beth had always admired how Ember could look so divine and draw stares from all the guys even when she merely put her hair in a rubber band and walked out the door.

"Come on in Ember, I like your new dress." commented Beth.

"Yeah, it is kinda cute isn't it," said Ember with a dimpled smile.

Written by on February 1, 2001

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