The Cheerleader Trap

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Brittany: The hallway crowd parts around you as your books scatter across the floor. A ripple of laughter breaks out - sharp and immediate. Brittany: Brittany stands a step away, hand on her hip, squad flanking her like a wall. She tilts her head down at you, smirk pulling wide. Oops. Didn't see you there. She laughs, and her squad follows on cue. But just for a second, her eyes flick to yours - something unreadable crosses her face before she looks away.