<strong>NAME:</strong>Your Character Name<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>White T Shirt, Levis<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Friday June 9th, 2017<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Late night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Front Porch of Caulton Residence, driving towards Henderson Farm.<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Resigned, Surprised.<br/><br/><br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Jenna, Gwynn, Roxanne, Damian, Leanne, NPC Gretchen Bullworth<br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://www.homorazzi.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/colin-wayne.jpg)</div>Having told them he would catch up with them at Henderson's, Tommy watched wistfully as Damian hurtled the KTM 250 down the Caulton's long driveway, Gwynn's pink sundress floating about her waist with each acceleration of the motorbike.<br/><br/>Tommy returned to the mission that had been interrupted by the pandemonium at the pool, locating his missing car keys. Thinking to trace his steps he made his way towards the large sliders which surrounded the patio, only to find Mrs. Caulton lecturing Hank's younger sister and her girlfriends about the perils of underage drinking. Better to circumvent that lesson he thought, and he started on the path around the side of the house to get to the front yard and driveway where the Subaru was parked.<br/><br/>Approaching the driveway he caught sight of Gretchen towel drying her hair on the front porch. She was sitting with her legs stretched out in front of her dressed in a Greenfield's Cheerleader Hoodie and matching cheer sweats borrowed from Hank's sister, a junior varsity cheerleader who had a good shot of making the varsity in the fall.<br/><br/>Gretchen looked up when she heard Tommy's footsteps on the long winding walkway. "Looking for these?" She yelled as she twirled a set of keys on her index finger. " I thought I lost them out front here", he hollered back as he approached her, and sat down beside her on the porch. " I think you dropped them when you pinched my butt Tom, ..that hurt you know..  you left a bruise ....thanks ....", she said. Embarrassed Tommy said " I'm sorry Gretchen I was trying to get a rise out of Vinnie". Gretchen then said " Well next time you want to get a rise out of somebody could you not include my ass in your plans?....Thanks."<br/><br/>"Whats with the hard on for Vincent anyway Tom?" Gretchen asked. " I think he had something to do with the posting all over of  that  'dine on the vine' video that was made of Jenna Smith" Tommy responded. "Who the fuck is Jenna Smith" Gretchen said. Tommy stretched his legs out in front of him and placed his big arms behind him and leaned back. Gretchen pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs to guard against the cooling night air. " " She is the little brunette, really quiet, parents totally god squad, Father is a real asshole, she lives in the trailer park." Tommy said.  " Oh the artist, likes to draw comics, she won the art contest last year." Gretchen answered. Just then Gretchen's phone chirped. Looking at the screen she sighed. " My social media is blowing up with anal sex tips." She said with a frown. Tommy laughed. She then her phone back in the hoodie pocket.<br/><br/>They both looked out onto the vast darkness of the front yard watching the slow trickle of red tail lights as there fellow graduates left the Caulton's for points unknown.<br/><br/>" Oh I remember that video" Gretchen yelled. "That was some nasty stuff ...that little thing bobbing up and down ....saliva all over the place....poor kid nobody deserves to have something like that going public.. look at me ..  now I understand how she must have felt..   well....  News flash Einstein ...that was all Scott Peters"  Gretchen said. " Scott Peters ?" Tommy answered. "Yeah..  he dated her with the sole purpose of making that video.... the twins helped Peters tweet that clip out getting it all over ..  Vincent is innocent Tom". Gretchen said.  "I owe him an apology then" Tommy said.<br/><br/>"What are you doing out here anyway?" Tommy asked. " Waiting for my old man to pick me up." Gretchen answererd. " Where's Kelligrew?' Tommy asked. " Got scared off by my sudden celebrity" Gretchen answered. " Oh sorry" Tommy said. " Good riddance his dick was smaller then Scott's." Gretchen said. " Rumor has it that you don't suffer from that disability Thomas." Gretchen cooed, " girls talk" she said and with that she gently but firmly grabbed Tommy's crotch.  " I can see we have no Irish curse here Mr. Mulvaney, ...wow ...  " Gretchen smiled. Tommy laughed. "I think I am going to change my orders for you from earlier Tommy..   how bout I get a<strong>'RISE'</strong>out of you and then,,,  you make a plan for my ass..  " Gretchen said.  They both laughed. Gretchen left her hand to linger a little too long and Tommy gently picked it up and placed on her folded knee.<br/><br/>Gretchen pouted and they both stared straight ahead silently for several minutes. Just as Tommy made a move to get up Gretchen poked a long fingernail into his chest. " Know what your problem is Tommy" she said. Your carrying a torch for too many ladies in that big, delicate, mushy, sentimental heart of yours" she said as she circled her fingernail around his chest. " The biggest flame burns for the lovely Gwynn Cameron, miss goody two shoes ballerina..  that's common knowledge Thomas..  and you can't hide behind<em>'friendship' </em>the blaze that burns for our sexy student council president... she loves to tease you ..and you follow like a love sick puppy."  Gretchen said. Tommy lowered his head. " Thats already to much for that mushy ole' heart" Gretchen giggled.  "  But theres more .. there is a flickering candle in here" she said as she squeezed Tommy's pectoral muscle. " for the very definition of '<em>fine'</em>Miss Leanne Abernathy."  Tommy's head shot back up   " Oh c'mon Tommy, Vincent's  cousin Anthony bounces at the same two clubs you do ...  he just happens to work the nights that your home babysitting your sister.  I guess bouncer's talk too "  Gretchen laughed.  Tommy started to run his hand through his hair something he did when he was nervous.<br/><br/>Just then Gretchen's father pulled up and waited down at the bottom of the driveway. " Here is the kicker '' Gretchen said as she stood up placing both hands on Tommy's massive shoulders.. and leaning into his ear..  whispered " The very definition of<strong>bromance</strong>in Webster's .Tommy is a picture of you and Damian Clarke..  oh sure your bro is and always will be  Marco.. ever since you were little boys ..  but you have spent more time these last two years  with Damian ..your wide receiver. with cute Australian accent.  somethin's gotta give  Tommy Mulvaney and it's looking more and more like your big and generous ,  but all to fragile heart .."  Gretchen  leap frogged over the Quarterback and laughing ran down the driveway to her waiting Father.<br/><br/>Just then the front door opened and Mr. Caulton spilled onto the porch. "Thomas what are you doing out here come inside and tell me all about Clemson" he said.  "   FUCK  "   Tommy thought.