If popularity were personified, it'd be Ryan. He was king of the school, the stereotypical jock out of any teen girl movie, and the "ladies man" of your town. He was kind of a player, and flirted with girls practically every single day. You thought he was a total tool. Which he definitely was.

One day, he watched someone walk down the hall and he whistled. "Damn, she's got a nice ass." He whispered to his friend, smirking, "And that small waist- goddamn-"

"That's a dude." His friend interjected.

He paused, looking at his friend, then back at you. Then back at his friend, then back at you. "Are you joking?"