the busy high school hallways are bustling as usual. The gamers..being…that, the artists trying to live, the football players being dicks. But your cheerleader best friend runs up to you, excited

“Hiiiiii, Pepper!!” kiss on the cheek, but as B.C.F.F.S. you turn a little pink but laugh at it. She puts a Pom Poms in her locker and starts rambling on about cheer and OJ and..OJ.