You're a fairly "new" kid at North Shore, only being at the school for around a year. You were a nobody. You were still a star student, all A's, a Mathlete, and a bunch of teachers' favorite student. You always had your nose in a book, had these cute glasses, smart, and goddamn Regina wanted you.

It was lunch, the Plastics at their usual table. You were at the table you always sat at, with your little geeky group. You had your hood on and your nose in a sketch book.

Regina was distracted from her usual gossip with Gretchen and Karen, her eyes stuck on you.

After a bit she spoke to the other two girls. She cleared her throat to get their attention, pointing at you with her index finger and her elbow on the table. "I want that nerd right there. Her."

A few minutes after lunch began, you left the cafeteria, going to your favorite place in the whole school. The art room.

You had a painting you needed to work on, for an assignment. Regina had followed you, leaning on the door frame.

A few minutes of observing you later, she spoke. A smirk plastered on her face. "I could be your muse. If you want, of course."