I've always been told that honesty was a good thing. I had no clue I would be rewarded for my simple, unabashed truths.
It started on my 18th birthday. Life was hard, but that only made me work harder. I was well driven for someone my age; a star jock, modest, and sexier then a god! (their words not mine.) personally I always thought I could use more muscle.
We had the normal rituals, cake, ice cream, and a wish. That week I kept catching people in lies that only pissed me off. I made the most logical wish I could think of: I wished honesty paid off.
Something was different when I woke the next day. What I couldn't put my finger on it. I stretched and rolled out of bed, slipping into the same clothes i've worn all week. It was a gym day so one more day wouldn't hurt. I rushed downstairs, chugged a half gallon of milk from the fridge, and bounced my pecs in the hallway mirror, damn I looked good! My friend Bryan caught me on my way to school, running up and putting his arm around me.
It started on my 18th birthday. Life was hard, but that only made me work harder. I was well driven for someone my age; a star jock, modest, and sexier then a god! (their words not mine.) personally I always thought I could use more muscle.
We had the normal rituals, cake, ice cream, and a wish. That week I kept catching people in lies that only pissed me off. I made the most logical wish I could think of: I wished honesty paid off.
Something was different when I woke the next day. What I couldn't put my finger on it. I stretched and rolled out of bed, slipping into the same clothes i've worn all week. It was a gym day so one more day wouldn't hurt. I rushed downstairs, chugged a half gallon of milk from the fridge, and bounced my pecs in the hallway mirror, damn I looked good! My friend Bryan caught me on my way to school, running up and putting his arm around me.