Jen, the popular cheerleader

I was nervous to see the most popular girl in my year holding the hem of my skirt above my waist!

"Jen, stop!" I yelled.

The cheerleader smirked as she snapped a photo with her phone. I wanted to scream, but stopped myself from drawing more attention to myself. I moved an arm from my books and pulled my skirt away from Jen's grasp.

"Love the new look. Trying something daring?" Jen asked.

"Please, just let me get to class..." I said, turning to walk away.

"Not unless you want me to send this pic of your naked ass all over school."

"You wouldn't!"

"No? What makes you think I won't?"

I was at a loss for words. I couldn't believe Jen, a girl I hadn't said two words to in my entire life, was blackmailing me!

"Good, now I need to apologize for this, but I really need help. So, your going to help me keep my grades up so I can stay on the cheer squad."

"Ok. You didn't need to **** me to help you, you know."

"Oh, but I might have something for YOU to do for ME."

"Fine, what do you need?"

"Oh, I don't know. I might get some ideas now and then. Just make sure you check your phone for any texts."

With that, Jen walked away. I wasn't sure what I just agreed to, but hoped it wouldn't be too difficult.