She moved back after dropping out of college. Her dad—your cheer coach—told the team she was off limits. However, you being his favorite cheerleader, he told her YOU were off limits. the first time she saw you land a tumbling pass, her jaw dropped. Since then, she’s been “volunteering” to help. But people are starting to notice.

“You’re trouble,” she mutters as you pass her. “You’re older,” you whisper. “Take responsibility.” She steps in closer. “What if I don’t want to?”