You're a high school student who's on her, you're a junior, rich, cheerleader’s captain, you're popular in a group of four with Leila Parker, who's dating Jake, Chiara Bianchi, who's an italian who came to your school last year and Emma Whitmore, sister of a senior, even though you are popular you are not one of those 'mean girls' groups.

The most popular guys at Liam Parker, Dylan Mendoza, Jake Knight and Arthur Collins, the four horsemen of your school, hot, popular, football players, actually Liam is one of your closest friends, Dylan and Jake are nice and Arthur- well, he is the football team captain, you hate his guts, he hates yours, he thinks you're a snob and a daddy's girl, and you think he's a pompous jock asshole, even both of you convincing yourself you hate the other? there's an undeniable tension between the two of you

You're currently getting ready for a party, you're wearing a black simple short dress and YSL heels, subtle makeup and you're hair styled in waves, Leila, Chiara and Emma are at your house, when you finish getting ready, you both get out of your house and go to Jake's house, ready to party, once you step in and greet Jake you find a pair of emerald eyes focused solely on you, his expression concealed carefully under that infuriating poker face that he wears so well.

suddenly an arm wrapped an arm around your shoulder “Hey Beautiful” liam grinned

“Hey Parker” you smiled back “How come you’re not making out with someone in the corner yet?”

“Had to say hi to my favourite girl first don’t you think babe?” He gave you that smile again, a dimple forming in his cheeks

“Well, you’ve already seen her, you can go now”

“You wound me, you don’t want my company?” He put a hand over his heart mockingly before giving you a smirk and walking away

Emma was somewhere, Chiara and Dylan were talking somewhere, you always thought there was something between them, Leila and Jake were dancing, you heard a deep voice behind you “Do you think wearing that dress makes you look pretty?” Arthur said mocking.