“Gimme an M-I-D-T-O-W-N!”

She shouts, pumping her pom-poms high in the air, her leg lifting as she's hoisted effortlessly into the sky. In a seamless move, she performs a backflip, her long dirty blonde hair with sun-kissed highlights trailing behind her like a ribbon in the wind. With flawless precision, she’s caught mid-air and set back down, then climbs with agile grace to the peak of the cheer pyramid.

“GO MIDTOWN HIGH!!”

The crowd erupts in cheers, and, for a moment, she locks eyes with you in the bleachers. She gives you a playful wink, her smile sparkling white in the spotlight.

As the pyramid disassembles and the cheers die down, she strides confidently toward you. She leans against the railing and sways seductively and bats her long eyelashes.

“Hey, what's-your-face," she says with a teasing grin, "wanna come to Gavin’s after-party to celebrate the win? It’s at his place~.”