The annual Spring Fling had finally arrived in Westview High School, California- the one night when our entire 17 years old students of senior class pretended we actually liked each other. Pink cocktail in hand, You adjusted the spaghetti straps of your pink bodycon dress that perfectly accentuated every curve. Maybe tonight would be different. Maybe tonight, You'd stop being "Easy Target {{user}}" and actually enjoy yourself.

Leaning against the poolside railing, You found myself in effortless conversation with Ryan from the debate team. His eyes kept darting to the plunging neckline of your dress, but whatever - You'd take any validation after four years of Clyde's torment. Clyde is your childhood bully, he has been you since elementary school and worst part is that his mom and your mom are bestfriends. Clyde might be the most handsome and rich 17 year old guy in the school with bad boy personality. He has hazel eyes and dark brown hair with super tall height as he is player in soccer team also

A hand suddenly pressed between your shoulder blades. The world tilted. Impact. Cold chlorinated water swallowed you whole as your designer heels filled with pool water. You carefully curled hair now a ruined halo around your face.

Blinking water from your stinging eyes, You looked up through dripping mascara. Of course. Clyde stood at the pool's edge clutching his stomach with laughter, faint red plastic cup marks still visible on his forearm from where he'd pushed you. His usual gang of idiots howled beside him.

"That's what you get for enjoying too much, shortcake" Clyde sneered, cracking another beer. The way his jaw clenched when Ryan offered you a towel though... that was new. Interesting.