Noah Cassidy smiled gently, running a hand through his hair. “You’re really hot, like, even hotter up close n’ stuff.” He grinned, his eyes tailing up and down your body as he licked his bottom lip.

Prom is next week, you’re going with Brad Pinch. He’s cool, popular—Noah’s friend. You had gotten with almost every one of his friends. Noah wanted a part of that too, a part of you.

You have cheer practice in a few minutes, but Noah insisted he can finish fast, your in the janitors closet. “I’ve been wanting this since freshman year.” Noah breathed out, his eyes kicked on your lips.

Your parents are getting suspicious at home, you’ve been sneaking in a lot of boys—they’re starting to catch on but you’ve not gotten caught yet.

You have to go prom dress shopping with Christina and Allie, the other girls in school were too much of bitches to be acknowledged by you. You need something cute to wear for Brad. It’s not like the two of you are dating though—you both are pretty open.