Flowers in the Heart

"That wasn't Megan, huh?" Glen Boudreaux, Scott's older brother asked; only stuttering slightly.

"No, thank God," Scott said and got out of his chair.

"Oh? Spend all night on the phone with some girl; got to be hotter than Megan, huh?" Glen pressed for information.

"No, man, not really, but she's a shit load sweeter than Megan ever was," Scott admitted.

"Watch the mouth, boy," Linda, their mother, called out.

"Yes ma'am," Scott called back.

"Not that little bitch with the big tits, huh?" Glen persisted, following Scott down the hall. "That what's her name? Jenna?"

"I didn't raise you better than that?" Linda snapped. "'Little bitch?' 'With the big tits?' That's how you treat women?"

"Sorry," Glen admitted.

"Uh huh, sorry you got caught," Linda snapped as she went to her own bedroom.

"No, friend of Jenna's though, that Fauna?" Scott said as he sat down at his desk.

"Dude, you are kidding me, right?" Glen asked.

"No, why?" Scott asked defensively.

"No..." Glen looked at the door, then back at Scott and held his hands in front of his chest.

"Come on, Glen, grow up, huh?" Scott said. "Damn, more to women than the size of their..."

He held his own hands in front of his chest.

"Well, if she does go down on you, she won't have to bend over, huh?" Glen laughed.

"How old are you, huh?" Scott asked and shooed his brother out of his room.

Chapter 2

Jenna and Fauna sat at their table, giggling and squealing. Every now and then, they'd both look over at the table that Scott shared with Terri, Megan, Ronnie, Roger, and Ted and would then put their heads together and whisper excitedly.

"God, what are they screaming about?" Megan asked as the two girls squealed again.

"Go ask them," Ronnie suggested.

"You go ask them," she spat.