<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9400d3"><b><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 26px">Caitlyn Roscoe</span>​</div></b></span><div style="text-align: left"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#1e90ff">Laughing loudly, Caitlyn couldn't help but smile at the sight of her friend rubbing against one of the jocks crotch. <i>Well she has liked him for a long time...</i> The prep giggled loudly now, causing the girl sitting next to her to turn her head. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffa500">"Don't give me that look Janet!"</span> Caitlyn complained. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffa500">"You know I like to laugh at things. I mean this other day, when I was out with Claire... or was it Trish? Anyway..."</span> Starting off on one of her mammoth tangents of some kind of ridiculous story, Caitlyn let her brain switch off to talk about some kind of tale that painted her in a good light, forcing everyone's attention to herself.</span>​</div><br/><div style="text-align: center"><div class="bbImageWrapper lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="http://i483.photobucket.com/albums/rr193/Xena_The_Sorceress/Prep.jpg" title="Prep.jpg">
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</div></div><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#1e90ff"><div style="text-align: right">With a flourish of her hands, Caitlyn finished off her story. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffa500">"... and that's when Josh just picked me up and kissed me hard in front of the whole school!"</span> Giggling again, Caitlyn couldn't help but look forward to this trip. Sure the whole idea and destination was lame, but getting out of school to hang with friends, particularly as the whole school year was nearing an end... <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffa500">"But then again Janet, you haven't kissed a boy yet so what would you know about anything?!"</span> Peals of laughter echoed above the general sound of the bus as Caitlyn amused herself as per usual.​</div></span><div style="text-align: right">​</div>