Raquel, a chubby Flamin' Hot Cheetos Latina

Tim groaned and Gene laughed as the first girl to walk in was a chubby Latina with braces and glasses.

"Duude," Tim pleaded with Gene, "can we skip that one and wait for someone hotter?"

"No way, man," Gene barely contained his laughter with his hand, "that's who you got."

Tim sighed at his target, currently looking at her phone. Raquel was a shy and meek girl, and not in the girl-next-door sense. Her corpulent body, pizza face, thick glasses, braces, slightly greasy hair, fingers permanently stained with Flamin' Hot Cheetos dust, and the faintest hint of BO all made sure that no guy ever approached her (except, at times, for a dare), and she had learned the truth in her teens, that love was meant for beauty queens. Even among the girls, no one ever really knew she even attended the school, and she could hardly be considered popular.

Tim sighed, and figured out a way to get this over with.