Several minutes later, we arrived at Southern Watermelon High School's The Freshman Orientation. My mom is currently looking for parking.

"Find anything?" Aunt Catherine asked her sister.

"Not yet," Cathyrine said. "Most of these slots are full."

"Well then keep looking," Aunt Catherine told her.

"I am," Cathyrine said.

"Good," Aunt Catherine said.

Several seconds later, Cathyrine finally found a parking slot. An empty parking slot.

"You find it yet?" Aunt Catherien asked her.

"Yep," Cathyrine said as she steer the steering wheel towards the right, making our vehicle turning right in the process. Then she stopped and start slowly backing our vehicle up while simultaneously turning the steering wheel towards the left - making our vehicle turning left in the process - in order to adjust the vehicle's position upfront. Once the vehicle is straight, she stopped and extremely slowly drive up towards the front edge of the parking slot. Once she sees that our vehicle had reached there, she stopped and pull the gear stick back to "P" - "P" as in Park - and turned off the ignition.

"Alright we're here," Aunt Catherine said.

"Yes we are," Cathyrine said as we are unbuckle our seatbelts.

I placed my right hand onto the car right front door handle and pull it, opening the car right front door in the process. I push the car door forward, making the door wide open, and then I hopped out of the seat and out of the car before I close the door.

Simultaneously my mom Cathyrine did the same thing: she placed her left hand onto the car left front door handle and pull it, opening the car left front door in the process. She push the car door forward, making the door wide open, and then she hopped out of the seat and out of the car before she close the door.

Also simultaneously is my aunt scooching one seat towards the right before she open the right front door and hopped out of the vehicle before she closed the door.

After we all out of the vehicle, we then start walking away from our vehicle - and within the parking lot - and headed towards Southern Watermelon's main entrance, where we see people encountered a female staff member wearing in a professional outfit before entering inside.

"I think this is the main entrance," I said, pointing my finger towards it.

"Yes Calhoun," Cathyrine said. "It is."

We walked closer and closer until we get in a small line in front of that female staff member. Once the small line got reduced to only the three of us, we now encountered the lady.

"Good morning," the female staff member greeted us.

"Good morning," I said.

"Morning," Cathyrine said.

"Hello," Aunt Catherine said.

"Welcome to Southern Watermelon High School," the female staff member said. "I'm Mrs. Williams, the orientation organizer."

"Um where would the orientation began?" I asked.

"It's at the auditorium," Mrs. Williams said.

"The auditorium?" I asked.

"Yeah, it's down the hall towards your right," she said as she glanced over her left shoulder and point her left fingers towards the right side of the hall.

"Okay," I said.

"We begin our freshman orientation shortly," she said.

"Okay thanks," Cathyrine said.

As always with the end of her introductions, Mrs. Williams take a sidestep towards her left so that me, my mom and my aunt can enter inside the entrance.

As we enter the entrance, we then see a person who is handing out refreshments to several people.

"Man I want to have those snacks over there," I said.

"You want a snack, Calhoun?" Cathyrine asked.

"Yeah do you want a snack, Calhoun?" Aunt Catherine asked.

"Yeah," I said.

"Okay let's go," Cathyrine said.

"Yeah but we don't want to miss the assembly," Aunt Catherine said.

We then walked several more blocks until we reached towards the person with a table of most refreshments that is standing behind the person and in front of us.

"Good morning and welcome to Southern Watermelon High School," the person said.

"Thank you," me, my mom and my aunt said it together.

"My name is Mrs. Daisy," said the person, whose name is Mrs. Daisy. "I'm here to serve you some refreshments. So each of you can take one refreshment if you like. Any one."

"Okay," I said.

"Alright," Cathyrine said.

"This is nice," Aunt Catherine said.

Me, my mom and my aunt said our words all at once as we start taking one refreshments and hold them in our one hands. Then after that, we each start taking a bites of them.

Meanwhile at the same time as we chewing our bites, there's a very, VERY BIG-ASS, TALL-ASS AND STRONG-ASS girl (well that's how I describe the girl as of this point) walking down the hall. And that girl is Cinnamon. As Cinnamon about to walk past us, she starts glancing at us with curiosity, well almost: she glanced at my aunt's butt and my mom's butt as she would like other big sexy-ass muscle girls with big boobs and big butts as they were always facinating her. However, it was my butt - yes my big beautifully gloriously sexy-ass butt - that is jaw-dropping, jaw-dropping as fuck so much so that it's making her distracted; she stopped and stare at my butt with her jaw slightly opened. Now my theory is that she has seen other boys' sexy ass, but she never seen an ass, a big beautiful male ass like my own.

Mrs. Daisy starts to notice Cinnamon and mistakenly thought Cinnamon is waiting for her turn to get a refreshment. "Hello would you like to get a morning dessert," Mrs. Daisy said to Cinnamon.

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Cinnamon was still silent for a few seconds, unaware that Mrs. Daisy is talking to her.

At the same time, me, my mom and my aunt slightly turned around and glanced at Cinnamon.

Cinnamon finally realizes that Mrs. Daisy is talking to her. "Huh?" Cinnamon reacted as she glanced at her. "Oh um no thanks but no thanks," she said with a nervous smile on her face.

I then take another refreshment with my other hand, this time for Cinnamon. "Here," I said as I hand the extra refreshment to her.

She then glances at the refreshment and me back and forth; she sees that I'm offering her something, which is nice. Even though she doesn't want any refreshments, she's just couldn't help but taking it after the fact that what I was doing was being a very nice-ass gentleman.

"If you don't want that's fine," I continued.

"No no no," she said as she glances at the refreshment again. "I'll take it." She then takes the extra refreshment out of my other hand and takes a bite of it.

I then take the last-ass bite of the refreshment and brush my hands off.

"Hmm, that's pretty good," she said. "Thanks."

"CINNAMON!" Cinnamon's mom shouts. "WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!"

"I AM AT THE HALLWAY!" Cinnamon shouted back.

"COME GET YOU BIG UGLY ASS HERE!" Cinnamon's mom shouted.

"COMING!" Cinnamon shouted at her. She then glanced back at us. "I gotta go," she said to us. "Thanks for the treat," she then walked away.

"Oh you're welcome," I said.

After we went finish eating, we went to the auditorium, where the auditorium is packed. Okay not really but most of the people have filed in seats; they are only several empty seats - three of which placed beside each other and inbetween a black-haired (*&*light*&*&*) brown-colored skinned girl and a middle-aged Caucasian man who wears a blue polo t-shirt and gray jeans.

"Let's sit over there," Aunt Catherine told us while pointing her finger at those aforementioned seats,'

"Yeah, good idea, sis," Cathyrine said.

We then walk down the sidewalk before we turn to our left and walk down that sidewalk until she reached towards the row that has the three empty seats. As I lead the way, we then start walking slowly past the right side of the row where the Caucasian man is (*&*&*as well as other two men*&*&*&*) before we sat down those three empty seats with my mom Cathyrine and Aunt Catherine sat beside me on my right. As soon as we sat down, we hear an announcer over the auditorium PA.

"Ladies and gentleman," a male announcer said. "Welcome to Southern Watermelon High School."

We then titled our heads up, glancing around the ceiling to see if there's a sight of a speaker installed in there; there's one almost at the middle of us, there a second one a few blocks back and two speakers boxes all the in the back: one in the far-left and the other in the far-right.

"Please bring down your voices to a complete stop so that we begin our freshman orientation," the male announcer continued. "Thank you very much for your wonderful-ass cooperation."

"We'll talk later," she said to me as she glanced back at me.

"Okay," I said as I glanced back at her too.

We then glanced upfront at the stage as we heard voices starting to die down.

"Now please welcome the students who would come cheer at our school - THE SOUTHERN WATERMELON CHEERLEADERS!" the male announcer said.

We then start enthusiastically shouting excitement and clapping our hands as seeing the cheerleaders emerge out from left and right of the auditorium stage, forming one straight line. They then stand together side-by-side glancing at us.

From my point of view, the cheerleading squad is unique...because there is a boy in the squad. Yes, a boy in the squad. And that's....very-ass interesting. Also while almost all of the cheerleaders were wearing their identical pink-white-and-black sports bras and skorts, the male cheerleader is wearing an outfit that has the same colors but consist of a pair of a tighty-whities over his tight-ass black yoga pants with a tight-ass pink t-shirt underneath.

"Alright Southern Watermelon student-body and fellows over there!" shouts the male cheerleader, whom I believed to be African-American and two feet taller (and quite bigger) than the rest of the girls. "Are you ready to rock tonight?!"

As soon as he asked us the question, our excitement increases for a brief moment.

He take our increased excitement as a yes. "Alright get ready to rock and rolllll!" he shouts as he and the rest of his other cheerleaders shake their pom-poms.

Then the cheerleading squad lower their pom-poms as they glance down and place both feet several inches apart from each other as they ready to sing and dance.

Then music starts blasting through the ceiling speakers.

The cheerleaders then glance back up, glancing at us again before they start singing and dancing like real-ass cheerleaders.

About approximately a minute later, the music that is blasting through the ceiling speakers have come to a close.

At the same time, we, as the audience, jumped out of our seats and clapped our hands as we enjoyed the awesomely hell out of the cheerleading squad's awesome performance.

Then the cheerleaders line up each other side-by-side again, joining hands and take a bow before they waved at us.

We then raise our excitement as we continue to cheer at them loudly as they turn towards their left and started to to leave the stage in that same straight line.

And I having some thoughts. Great thoughts. Great-ass thoughts: I would like to meet the cheerleaders in person. But I would also like to meet the male cheerleader the most; I'm probably a huge fan of him already, I thought a guy being a cheerleader and being on the cheerleading squad was awesome.

Anyway I have been talking too much, let's go back to the assembly.

"Ladies and gentlemen please welcome the principal of Southern Watermelon High School - Ms. Malcolm!" the male announcer exclaimed.

We then continued our enthusiasm as we see Ms. Malcolm, the school principal, emerge from the left side, waking pass the very last cheerleader before she heads towards the aristocrat podium. As she reached towards the podium, she position the microphone that is behind the top edge of the podium.

We then start curbing our enthusiasm by sitting back down as the school principal starts to speak.

"Hello," Ms. Malcolm.

Most of us scream yet again before we went silent yet again.

"And I welcome you and you fellows to Southern Watermelon High School," Ms. Malcolm said. She then explain what this school looks like and things that students like me need to prepare and other stuff that...you know the rest.

When the assembly is over, we start getting up out of our seats.

"Alright ready for the tour?" Cathyrine asked. "The freshman orientation tour?"

"Yeah," I said.

"Um...where is the tour exactly?" Cathyrine asked Aunt Catherine as Cathyrine herself turns completely around and glanced at her sister.

Aunt Catherine reacted with a bit shock with her eyebrows slightly raised as if her sister Cathyrine doesn't know where the tour is located.

Cathyrine sees the reaction of her sister - aka my aunt - and she reacted with a 'uh oh' look on her face. "I guess I shouldn't ask that question and should have know where the tour is by now," she said it outloud to herself.

Aunt Catherine kissed her teeth. "First of all you braindead sister," she said. "You need to tell me that you don't know the fuck where the freshman orientation tour is?"

"Umm....no," Cathyrine said as she shook her head.

"No?" Aunt Catherine asked.

"Yeah, no," Catherine said as she shook her head again.

Aunt Catherine sighed. "Okay I'll tell you where the tour is located," she said to her. "But next time, you should be better be prepared to know all of the whereabouts of an event like this, like where the tour is located. Okay?"

Cathyrine sighed. "Okay," she said as she turns back around in front of me.

"Sorry Calhoun, your mom is having a brainfart," Aunt Catherine told me.

"Shut up!" Cathyrine said to Aunt Catherine as Cathyrine herself glanced over her shoulder at Aunt Catherine.

"Alright alright," Ms. Malcolm said as she walk down the few steps and head towards us (*&*not two rows apart*&*). "What's going on?" She asked us.

"What's going on?" Aunt Catherine replied to Ms. Malcolm

"Yeah, what's going on?" Ms. Malcolm prompted.

"What's going on?" Aunt Catherine replied again.

"Yeah," Ms. Malcolm prompted again.

"What's going on is that my sister right her don't know where the tour is," Aunt Catherine told Ms. Malcolm while pointing her finger at her sister Cathyrine, aka my mom.

"I can tell you where you guys can find the tour," Ms. Malcolm said.

"No no no no, I want my sister to figure it out," Aunt Catherine said.

Cathyrine slightly raise her eyebrows as she reacted with slight shock at what my aunt had just said. "You want WHAT?!" she asked my aunt.

"I want' you to figure where the tour is," Aunt Catherine told her.

"Excuse me, you want me to figure where the tour is?" Cathyrine asked as she point her finger at herself.

"Yeah," Aunt Catherine said.

"Well do you know where the tour is?" Cathyrine asked.

Aunt Catherine reacted with a shock again and now she's at a loss for words. "Umm....," she said.

"Yeah that's what I thought," Cathyrine said. "Why can't you say 'well let's take a look at the map' instead of asking me to figure this wonderful-ass shit out? And also, why don't you stop acting like my mom because you're not even a mom?"

"Alright how about me telling you guys which direction is the tour is?" Ms. Malcolm said, interrupting my mom and my aunt's conversation. "Okay?"

Cathyrine and Aunt Catherine glanced at each other in silence before they glanced back at the school principal. They just didn't say a word back to her

"Now the tour is located outside the auditorium," Ms. Malcolm continued. "Okay, hope I helped y'all."

"Yeah, thanks for the help," I said.

"No problem, you guys enjoy the rest of the freshman orientation," Ms. Malcolm said as she starts leaving.