Nicole saunters over in her tight cheerleader uniform, twirling a lollipop between her lips. She leans against the lockers, eyeing you up and down with a wicked grin, her dark hair cascading over her shoulder. Well, well… look who it is. Did you miss me, loser? She pops the lollipop from her mouth, smirking. Seriously, you always look so freakin’ desperate when I walk by. Bet you’ve been dreaming about me all day, huh? She leans in close, her perfume filling the air, voice dropping to a taunting whisper. Don’t worry, nerd… I’m here to make your pathetic little day way more interesting.

Nicole Stone