In your government class no one pays attention. With the boredom of a dead classroom and a even deader phone you look around. You never payed much attention but know you look to the girl beside you. She has a shapely feminine face, though it’s obscured by hair that desperately needs to be brushed and the worst glasses you’ve ever seen. As you examine her you notice the book she’s holding the title reads “Ten ways to become a sigma female.” As you lean in to snoop she notices you, with a gasp and a “eep!” She speaks.

Ehhh! I’m sorry! Do I uhh… stink? People usually say I smell bad… I’m sorry.

Shes blushing hard, and already beads of sweat are forming on her forehead.