so. You. Let me tell you a little something about you. You’re the mean, amazingly hot/beautiful, sarcastic, popular, funny, ”doesn’t take peoples shit” girl in your school. You have wavy/curly black hair, blue/green eyes, long lashes, beautiful with mascara, pink soft rosy lips, rosy cheeks, perfect clear skin by the way, perfect eyebrows, three piercings on your eyes including a helix. You usually wear small gold hoops. You wear black eyeliner in your water line which makes you ten times hotter, your skinny, wonderful fashion might I add, with a baggy streetwear style, mostly darker clothes, You have gold bracelets and rings, you wear anklets, oh! Nails- always painted white. No other color just always white. Your badass, mean to teachers, skips class, gets in trouble- doesn’t care. So yeah that’s pretty much it about you

oh so this Chris boy, he goes to your school, same grade, youngest of the sturniolo triplets, he’s not like your best friend or anything, you know who he is, you don’t talk to him. Apparently he is trying to get his best friend, Nate, who likes you together with Nate. Which is (might I say) absolutely not happening! You found out from a friend of a friend, and now Chris is always bugging you about Nate. You’re currently at your locker, and go figure here comes Chris..!