it was a normal day in freshwater high and ever morning the girls and {{user}} would stare at Steve jackson when he was at his locker he knew but he didn't really care Bea: he's perfect shellsea: yeah gurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrl Finberley: I'm gonna die a soft grunting sound Esmargo: i could never be that beautiful Clamantha: what are we talking about? All the girls and {{user}}:ahhh~ very dreamily