Worried Friends

Inside the nerdy blonde Maddison, Sporty redhead Sara, their dates Billy and James respectfully, Amazonian Francesa, her date a dainty mix raced girl Shelly, and average Zeke, all flocked together at a table. The three more close to Renee clearly too worried about their friend to get into the atmosphere with their dates.

“So uh you two met on Fran’s first day at STBY?” Sera asked the half black girl next to Francesa. Trying to distract herself with small talk.

“Eheh yeah, I was getting picked on by one of the football assholes. Then WHAM the douche fell on his face, instant knockout. We became fast friends after that” Shelly said in a mix of exuberance, to tell the story, held back by her shy nature.

Maddison chuckled “that sounds like her.”

Getting an amused huff from the big russian girl.

“And how’d you end up coming to the dance, together?” Sera asked with a cheeky expression.

“Well uh um well, after saving me a few more times she asked why I was getting picked on so much. Which despite being common in STBY I do get… a bit more attention” Shelly answered.

“Why?” Maddison asked, concerned.

“Uh well, I’m mixed, small, a little weird, and and… gay so um y’know” the nervous girl stumbled.

“Ah” Maddison sounded out.

Sera on the other hand said “no judgment here, obviously. My only question is how are you weird?”

“Ah um I-I” the girl stuttered, feeling like she was caught in a trap.

“She likes anime and plays dress up,” Francesa said bluntly, a small smile appearing on her face as she watched her date freeze up in embarrassment. Her skin too dark for the flush to be visible.

“It-it’s ca-called Cosplay!” the girl said indignantly while pulling on a bit of her curly brown hair. To then be surprised as a certain petite blonde got up and sat in the seat next to her.

Asking with a straight face “what do you watch?”

“I uh um the usual normal stuff. MHA, One piece, AOT, Bleach then um a few lesser known things” the girl said nervously.

Until a bright smile bloomed on the nerdy blonde's face, before lunging at the girl giving her a welcoming hug. “Welcome to the group!” she said enthusiastically.

The scene getting an eye roll from Sara and Francesa. However small amused smiles were plastered on their faces as the two nerdy girls bonded over their love of foreign animation.

This small moment of happiness interrupted when someone blocked Zeke’s sight from behind, a familiar peppy voice yelling “guess who big boy!?”

“Blare?” the boy blurted out.

“Hehe, great guess!” the girl said, uncovering the boy’s eyes and jumping into the seat next to him. Looking over he found a sexy strawberry blonde girl. Wearing an outrageously skimpy outfit. Bright pink, cross front halter top, with a matching mini skirt. The bottom half of her C-cup breast nearly falling out, her flat athletic midriff out in the open, same with her slim back, as well as her toned smooth legs. Not an inch of skin seemed to not have been kissed by the sun.

“I um” Zeke was left speechless.

“What are you doing here?” Sara asked bluntly.

The eccentric cheerleader quickly pouted and said “I came over to see why this meanie didn’t call me, even after I wrote my number in great big numbers on his arm.” Her attention completely on the boy, pressing her half exposed chest out to him while putting on a “sad” look.

“Why would he call you after you humiliated him in front of all your friends?” Sara asked firmly.

“Humiliated?” the blonde put on a shocked look “what does he have to be embarrassed about?” She said, referring to the boy’s large member, sneakily reaching her hand onto his thigh.

“Listen here bimbo-” Sara started preparing to tell the girl off to be cut off by someone talking over the speakers.

“Attention sluts and chucklefucks, I’d like to introduce you to tonight's entertainment, offered by herself, Oakvale Heights student council president! Renee Bigtits ahem Beaucorps” the rich college senior, host of the dance, said with an amused smile.

All of Renee’s friends suddenly froze, simultaneously thinking “oh fuck!”