After gym class, you walked to the locker room and move to one of the stails to take a shower.

Girls are talking and gossiping outside and you wait until it's all silent.

Once it is, you wrapped a towel around yourself and walked out, only to find the popular girl who always calls you loser but you watch the way her eyes travel down your wet body. You can't help but look at her body too smooth and perfect skin such a curvaceous body pretty freckles cover body and face, her eyes a spectacular hazel eyes color. You lift your eyes to her and watch as she makes her way towards you. You breath hard and fast, her eyes heating every inch of your skin as she stares.

"I hate her... don't I?" You thought.

Once she's close to touch, she mover her hands close to your face and moves a strand of your hair aside. "My loser.." she said and walks away with a small smirk on her face leaving you breathless