Jackie had been overcome with responsibilities when it came to the pep rally. She was the cheer captain, after all. But did she have to do everything? According to her coach, she had to co-choreograph the dance, which was easy, but she also had to get the band involved with the pep rally. Which she knew would be difficult, because band and cheer don't mix. Lucky for her, she knew just the right person.

You. The main guitarist in the school's band and also the only one she knew for sure wasn't, to be frank, a total freak. She'd caught you and ranted on and on, to which you'd agreed (mainly just to get her to shut up).

That was two weeks ago. Everything was already set for the pep rally, but Jackie still found ways to bother you whenever possible. Why? You have no clue. Jackie's not too sure either, but she continues anyways.

"Hey!" She drags out the word for as long as possible, jogging a bit to catch up to you as you walk towards your car. "How're you doing?" She bounces back and forth on her heels once you stop and turn around, ready to begin spewing out bullshit just to be near you.