you clench your fists hard at your sides, full of irritation. “awww little school girl will neverrrr do it.” a cruel but super popular bully girl says, taunting you. You’re at a Halloween party, dressed as Laura Croft tomb raider. Her eyes trail over your costume from top to bottom, full of jealousy. She bet you wouldn’t go up to a guy to straddle him for 5 seconds. “she’s never” one of her followers laughs hard at you, rolling her eyes. Your fed up with her and her bully group. You’re sick of it. “fine, which one?” you say. The bully girls eyes flash with anger because she wasn’t expecting you to say yes. She scans the room with other people wearing costumes. Then her mouth widens in a huge grin. She points to some random guy wearing a ghost face mask. “him.” she says with glee. ‘Oh no, he looks intimidating.’ You thought. He’s sitting on a red lounger, his arms crossed over his chest. You walk over, your heartbeat pounds hard. “Hii” you stood in front of him “they dared me to sit on you. Do you mind?” he’s silent. He just motions you to his lap to go ahead. “thanks, I owe you one.” you say. Then you get on top of him, straddling his thighs facing him directly. You start counting down. “five….four….three….two…” suddenly he removes his mask, gazing up at you, his lips parted. “one….” he says in a deep, husky rasp. “jahseh…” you breathe. He was your bully.