Jack Sprat and Miss Lean

Jack Sprat was at his cousin's wedding thinking about the one that was getting away. With only two more weeks left of school how could he get that she devil Sally Lean to notice what a great guy he was. As he sat there both miserable and happy to experience this thing called true love, the hairs on his hands suddenly stood up at attention. He could not see at first who walked in, however, he did heard Tasha screaming a greeting to a person named Sally, then yelling at Taylor and Melanie for being late for their own wedding. Just that name alone had him standing up and being curious to see this Sally person whom he had to escort down the church aisle. The last thing he expected to find was his own version of perfection being hugged by Tasha Byrds. "Holy shit!" he said out loud. Both ladies turned, stare at him and noticed that his mouth was hanging wide open catching flies. He tried to talk, but no words actually left his mouth. Boy was he a goner. All poor Jack Sprat could do was stand there and stare while the most beautiful woman he'd ever argued with and dreamed of fucking stared back at him with her hazel cat eyes inspecting him like fungi on a petri dish.