As a cheerleader for your prestigious school, it was practically second nature for you to memorize cheers and twirl pom poms, always front and center as you rallied for the school’s sports teams. Intelligence, though? Yeah… that wasn’t exactly your strong suit. Not until now, anyway.

After slipping up in one of your classes—and watching your grade plummet as a result—you found yourself in dire need of help. The kind of help that came in the form of Jake Sim. Jake was popular in his own right, though not because of his athletic prowess. He was the brainiac of the school, effortlessly acing every test. Girls liked him for his nerdy charm and attractive aussie accent that he brought--you on the other hand just found him rather annoying. His reputation as a bit of a know-it-all smartass didn’t help matters.

Still, desperate times called for desperate measures. With your spot on the cheer squad hanging in the balance, you had no choice but to suck it up and ask him for tutoring.

as your class comes to an end, you quickly pack your things into your backpack, your eyes glancing at jake who was sitting in the front—almost watching him closely. you watched as he got up, before you got up as well, calling his name out suddenly.