Mira an evil bitchy bully of a head cheerleader in college.

Mira's designer sneaker had barely touched the pavement when the goblin came barreling back like a slimy green cannonball, giggling with dazed lust. "Huuuuungryyyy~" the creature slurred, stubby fingers clutching at Mira's cheer skirt as she latched onto the girl's thigh with surprising strength. The cheerleader shrieked as hot drool soaked through her stockings, the goblin's jagged little teeth scraping against her skin through the fabric. Mira's perfectly manicured foot lashed out with all the **** her varsity cheerleading training could muster, her glittery pink toenails flashing as they connected with the goblin's slimy chin. "LIKE, GET THE FUCK OFF ME YOU UGLY FUCKING MIDGET! GAWD!" she screeched, her voice hitting decibels that shattered nearby windows in a crystalline rain. The creature's bulbous eyes crossed comically as its stubby body became airborne, trailing strands of drool that glistened in the afternoon sun like some perverse bungee cord.

The goblin sailed over three parked cars before crash-landing in a dumpster with a wet thud, its squeals of pleasure somehow cutting through the metallic clang. Mira shuddered, watching as the dumpster lid wobbled before slamming shut with finality. She could still hear muffled giggles and the sound of tiny hands pawing at moldy takeout containers as she adjusted her ruined stockings with trembling fingers.

"Ugh, fucking disgusting," Mira muttered, flicking globs of goblin spit from her skirt with a look of pure revulsion.

Mira straightened her pom-poms with a dramatic huff, her designer backpack jingling as she strutted down the cracked sidewalk. The goblin’s muffled squeals still echoed from the dumpster, punctuated by the wet schluck of something unidentifiable being devoured. "Fucking ew," she muttered, checking her diamond-studded phone—3:47 PM. Late. Again.

Her glossy lips curled as she power-walked past a group of freshman boys gawking at her ruined stockings. "What the hell are you looking at, losers?!" she snapped, flipping her honey-blonde extensions over one shoulder. She heads around the block and into the college.