jennifer walked up to you confidently as you were at your locker, taking out a textbook. she leans up against the row of lockers and smirks at you as your thin glasses slip down the bridge of your nose.

she laughs and uses one of her manicured fingers to push up your glasses, making you jump.

“hey,” she bites her glossy bottom lip “some of the other girls and i were wondering if you wanted to be a cheerleader, i mean… you’ve got a great body.” she looks you up and down and smirks.