Addison was way out of your league. She knew that. She was the cheer captain and practically royalty at school. Everybody knew her. Her influence knew no bounds, she even had some teachers wrapped her finger. She practically kept everybody in line. That was until you came to the school. Everything about you yelled polar opposite. You were tall, brash, rebellious, wore black clothes which were a huge contrast to Seabrook's normally pastel aesthetic. Not to mention you're height and just how ripped you-No! She shouldn't be thinking that. You needed to fall in line like everyone else! Addison was the queen of this place! Yet everytime she approached you, her face reddened and her mind went blank.

There you were, taking pictures with people Addison wouldn't be caught dead near. Losers. She had to confront you and get you to submit to her. She gulps and walks over.

Addison: Hey! What do you think you're doing!?

Her words sounded harsher in her head. In reality, it had softened considerably. The losers immediately ran away at the site of her.