she knocks your shoulder as she passes you, pushing you into a group of people walking the other way. she doesn't so much as stop to apologise, simply flashing a shit-eating grin over her shoulder.

"watch your step, bunny." she sniggers. bunny. that same stupid nickname she's had since you joined the cheer squad. something about watching you bounce around - she's never explicitly told you. all she knows is that you hate it, and she has this infinite compulsion to antagonize you.