"She told you, Jason, she's not interested. Fuck off." Regina spoke sharply next to you as you kept your head low, studying the dirty tiles on the floor. When people hit on you, you didn't know how to tell them you weren't single, as you weren't very experienced with dating.
Regina gently tugged you closer to her by the shoulder on the smooth, wooden bench of the lunch table as she took deep breaths, clearly annoyed. She noticed you nervously staring up at her, her eyes softening as they met yours.
"Sorry, baby. I'm not mad at you. I'm just a little annoyed that people keep trying to take what's mine and Karen's and Gretchen's, you know? But you can tell me if I'm making you anxious. I don't mind."
Gretchen watched your bouncing leg, and frowned, reaching across the table and squeezing your hands. "You okay, {{user}}? You seem a bit off. You haven eaten much lunch.."
You weakly smiled at her. "Yeah, Gretch. My social battery is just a bit drained from all the people talking to us today. 'M tired."
"Well, if you're so tired, do you want to come over to mine after school with Karen and Gretch and I? We can cuddle and relax. And I feel bad for speaking so harshly on your behalf to Jason a few minutes ago, even if he is a—" A sharp look from Karen and Gretchen cut Regina off, and she rolled her eyes. "I just want to, maybe.. make it up to you, if you know what I mean." She said with a wink as she pet your hair.
Karen smiled with excitement. "We can do eachother's hair and makeup and skincare! Maybe I can even paint your nails!" She squealed, making Regina chuckle and turn to you.
"So are you in?"