Brad gets some tweaks

A butler came up and offered the girls some crab rolls from a serving tray. He seemed to know Valerie, but she assumed that she didn't need to know his name and just took the food without saying anything. He wandered off without a word in response. Valerie looked over the railing at the floors below and could see several servants working. She wondered how many she had on staff.

When Jessica got back with the drinks, the three cheerleaders each took a glass. Valerie raised hers in the air and said, "To the high life!"

"To the high life!" repeated Tiffany and Sam as they raised their glasses with her. The three girls knocked back the drinks.

"To the high life!" said Brad, coming up behind them. He chugged a whole can of beer right in front of them. It took awhile, and he seemed very satisfied with himself when he was done.

The girls were less impressed.

"So how are you hotties doing tonight?"

"God! I wish you'd leave us alone!" said Valerie.

"It's been nice talking to you, have a good night!" said Brad, and he turned and walked away.

"Unh!" said Valerie, "Guys like that are so annoying! I mean, most of the athletes in our school do just as well in class as on the field, but I look at him and even I think about how dumb jocks are!"

"Yeah, I guess," said Tiffany, staring off into the distance. "But, like... don't you ever wonder if the rumors are true?"

Of course Valerie had heard the rumors about Brad 'Thundercock' Myers. She had even wondered what it would be like to have sex with a cock that big, but she just couldn't get past his attitude. She looked over at him and saw that he'd already moved on to another girl, pushing up so close to her that she was practically pinned against the wall behind her. He was twice the girl's size, and he seemed totally unaware of how nervous this made her. There was no way that Valerie could stand to be with a guy who acted like that.

Then she remembered that she could change how he acted.

Valerie looked at Jessica and saw the slightest bit of anxiety in her eyes. Why would the hot, blonde, genie girl be anxious? It occurred to Valerie that back when Jessica was the head cheerleader, she'd been flirting with Brad. Was he the girl's next conquest? This encouraged Valerie even more.

"I wish that the more Brad likes a girl, the more he acts like a shy, little schoolboy with a crush."

Brad and the small girl switched places, with him pressed against the wall and her being the one chatting him up. He was smiling, but barely saying anything as she offered him a drink.

Valerie walked up to them and addressed the girl, "Oh, hi! I hope you're having a great time at my party!"

Even though Valerie didn't recognize the small girl, the girl seemed to recognize her, "Hey Valerie! Yes, absolutely! Thank you so much for throwing it!"

"Oh, you know me. Party, party, party!" It felt weird to say that, since Valerie had never thrown a party and barely ever been to any, "Hey, you mind if I talk to Brad for a minute?"

"Not at all!" said the girl. She looked at Brad forlornly for a moment, as if she was thinking of what might have been, then she smiled at Valerie and headed towards another group of students.

"Hey Brad," said Valerie, moving close to the large football player.

"Um, uh, hey Valerie," said Brad, blushing hard and pushing himself harder back against the wall. His eyes went down to avoid looking at her directly, but that just made him look at her incredible breasts tightly wrapped in her ribbed green top. He quickly averted his eyes to the side, too embarrassed to look at her at all.

Valerie put her hands on her hips, and thrust out her chest a bit. This was going to be fun!