Andre Becomes Andrea

I was looking through a web design book that he had left on his nightstand. Andre had gone to the kitchen to get something to drink for us. As I flipped through the pages, not really interested in reading anything, a picture of a girl fell out. I had never seen her before. As if coming with the picture, there was a smell of perfume in the air. She looked as though she could have been the sister he never had, or a cousin I had never met. The girl had dark hair and was nicely made up. The picture was only from the waist up, but I could tell she had small, perky boobs. I found her very attractive and wondered where he was hiding her.

Andre came back into the room and placed the drinks on the computer desk.

"Who is this?" I asked.

"Who?" He said.

"This." I showed him the picture of the girl.

"Nobody." He answered.

"Really. Who is this?" I said.

I needed to know who she was.

"Are you getting some, Andre? This girl is way hot." I said.

"I wish she was... getting some." He said.

What did he mean by that? I decided not to press it. For now she would remain his secret. He would introduce me to her when he was ready. I was tired from studying and my mind felt as though it had been fried. I was looking forward to spring break, not that I had made any plans to go anywhere, but I wanted to, I needed to just do nothing. We talked a little bit longer before I decided to go. He told me he had some things to do on the computer and was probably going to go to sleep early.

"It's later then." I said.

"All right." He said.



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I usually called or texted Andre to let him know that I was coming over, but he was not responding to either of them. I was feeling a little bored and needed to just be around a familiar face. His mother answered the door and was her usual gracious self with me. She asked me how my parents were doing and asked me about school. I could tell she was more than annoyed with Andre for taking the year off, but she understood that he needed to sort things out before making a commitment. Andre, once making up his mind, was a very dedicated person. She knew he would eventually get on track.