Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20170813062856/@comment-5385060-20170813064151

Kyla walked into the cafeteria, looking most pleased with herself. Most eyes of the little people were on her; heck, whether they adored her or hated her guts, at least they were thinking about her. She had her cheer uniform on, but was extremely disappointed at the cut. Today she looked to Luis. Casey had fetched her lunch the last four days in a row. "Luis, are you going to get lunch? Could you get mine?" She tilted her head slightly to the side, lips pouted, fluttering her eyelashes. She loved having all the jock boys tripping all over themselves to cater to her every whim.

Luis stood. "Sure, anything you want." He hurried off to get the food.

"Damon, why did you beat up Pee-Stain?" said Kyla getting straight to the point.

"He was making moves on you," said Damon. Oh, so this was one of the few times he give a crap? Kyla wasn't swayed.

"First, disgusting," she told him. "Second, the fact that you think I'd let him even remotely close to me is stupid. Third, I'd die before letting a nerd talk to me, let alone hit on me."