Sarah put her muscular arm around Biff's more slender body. "Biff. Babe. What's wrong with you today?"
Everyone was acting nuts...but if he told them, they'd just think he was nuts. Biff wasn't a rocket scientist, but that didn't mean he was a stupid either. "Nothing," he lied.
"Come on," she said, "I hate it when you do that." She used the arm around him to pull him closer, got the other arm around him, and kissed him. Biff had never been kissed by a girl. He'd always been the big strong one wrapping his arms around the less powerful female.
He struggled a bit uncomfortably, but her grip was too tight. Sarah's hands rubbed his shoulders expertly, and after a moment, he gave up trying to resist.
Sarah suddenly pulled away. "Sorry, Babe. Gotta go. Coach wants us for a quick meeting before class." She walked away with a confident swagger Biff found very out of place on her. He stood there, mouth half open, feeling and looking like a fish out of water.
