Emily Stehpin a cheerleader with a small secret

You turned around to see Emily a cheerleader for your schools football team. Emily was a bleached blond who wore her hair in a pony tail. Her face was round with large eyes which gave her a look of childlike innocence. Her body seemed to be average in almost every way. She wasn’t to thin nor to fat, her breast size seemed to be a B cup, she wasn’t tall nor short, she was pretty much a standard looking girl. Her outfit consisted of a sweater and a dress which both had the school’s colors and logo along with some basic white sneakers. Besides her being okay to look at if you helped her out you might be able to boost your social status. Though you did hear Emily had sort of reputation for being a bit of a bitch so this could also end up hurting your standing in the social hierarchy if you pissed her off.

“Umm hellooooo I need some help.” She seemed to be getting impatient

Eh you know what nothing ventured nothing gained, you grabbed your books and pulled up a desk next to Emily. You gave a friendly smile as you sat down trying act as nice as possible to get on her good side.

“Ugh finally.”

“Hi I’m Doug you need some with the work?” You asked

“Yeah hi Doug, If you could help me out that would be great.” Emily said dismissively.

You noticed she didn’t even have a pencil out on her desk. You sighed that probably meant she was expecting who ever was going to help her to do all the work, lucky you. The work wasn’t really to hard just a bit tedious, lots of solving for x and stuff like that. It wasn’t anything you hadn’t gone over before in class but, the work most certainly would have gone quicker with a partner to help. Occasionally you looked over to Emily. Every time you did she was looking bored, or typing was on her smart phone which was under the desk. Not once did she even pretend to help you with the assignment.

You sighed, wondering what kind of life she lived to think she was this privileged. She didn’t even give you a side glance as you started filling the answers on her paper, before taking both sheets up to the teacher.

“We’re done Mr. Billens.” You said placing the papers on his desk.

“Okay then Doug you to can talk amongst yourself just keep it at volume ok?”

“Ok Mr. Billens we will.” You said taking your seat back at your desk.

“Hey.” Emily said nodding to you

“Uh yeah what’s up?” You asked

“Thanks for doing the work.”

“Oh uh no problem it was really easy.”

“Huh really, in that case I have some some home work I got to do after school you’d help me out with it right?” Emily asked tilting her head expectantly in cutesy sort of way.

“I’m not su-.”

“Come on you said the work was easy, so you can help me out no problem right?”Emily asked insisting.

“Uhh yeah I guess I could then”

“Ok cool meet me at the front entrance after school we’ll go to your house k?”

“Oh okay.” You said agreeing reluctantly.

Did this girl really just invite her self over to your house, and more importantly did you just let her? That was really bad, you heard about boys ending up as servants to popular girls in school. Guys getting pushed around, carrying girls books, paying for their lunches. All done in order to move up the social hierarchy, to gleam just a little bit of social status. You hoped by agreeing to help Emily her with school work see didn’t it as you offering yourself up to her.

You looked over to her, she was now openly texting on her phone. Maybe you could say that actually she can’t come over. Make an excuse that you just remembered your mom had an important meeting at home. Though you already said yes, and if Emily thought you were lying that could be trouble. You sighed slumping down in your chair. It seemed like you were just going to have to bite the bullet her and hope for the best.

Eventually the bell rang, and you started to pack up your things for next class. Emily grabbed her things as well, leaving the class with out even saying goodbye.