Victim: shrug and smirk at him before waling away
From Create Your Own Story
He smirked at you, knowing you were playing hard to get.
"Come on, I'm not that gross am I?" he asked, leaning on a near-by locker as he watched you.
"No, but aren't you, like, 17 or something?" You asked, pulling out your books and he took them.
"A three year difference." He said, as if it were so simple.
This was news to you, but you kinda liked it, most people were scared of you.
You pulled out your pocket knife, making his eyes widen. "Woah." He stated and you smirked as you held up the Bowie before placing it in it's holster underneath your jeans.
"You should get to class." You said as he continued to follow you.
"This is my class." He said as you both entered the class and both of you sat in the back him directly behind you.
"Hey." James began, as he tilted his head to look at you.
"Yes?" You asked, as you tried to work on your math assignment the teacher had just given.
"Do you mind helping me with a problem on my math assignment?" He asked, with a seductive, and daring tone. You turned around and
Do you:
- Victim: Wink at the cute nerd guy staring at you
- Victim: Just help him with the math Problem
- Victim: Lean forward and ask him what is he talking about(in a sexy voice)
| Status | |||
| Gender | Female | <- Equipment -> | |
| Age | 14 | School Books, Paper, Pencil and Bowie Knife | |
