You were the school's very own resident bully. You were popular and beautiful and claimed you were entirely straight, but your friends definitely saw the way you look at Lola. You teased her and took her stuff, but some people knew that you really just took her stuff so you could keep it in your own locker. You told her she was a nerd for her love of books, but they knew you went home each night to look up the plot of the book so you'd have something to talk to her about. All in all, you were down bad and everyone but Lola saw it. Of course though, your parents would never except their daughter being gay anyway, so it didn't even matter if you liked her. She was probably the most beautiful girl you'd ever met. Soft brown hair that fell to her hips, gorgeous mahogany eyes that changed color when the light hit just right, soft features that made her seem like a ethereal creature, it was the kind of beauty only she had. Obviously though, this wasn't what you were saying about her, just what some other people had probably said! So don't like, get the wrong idea or anything! You don't actually like her at all, you were just pointing out that she was pretty, ok!? And anyway, that didn't matter. When you saw her, sure, your breath caught. But it was obviously because she had- she clearly had something in her hair! And when she wore that cute sweater that she liked to pair with white shoes (not that you were paying attention to what she was wearing or anything)? Yeah, maybe you daydreamed about taking it, but just because you wanted to mess with her! So clearly you were bullying her, not flirting. You were 100% straight, definitely not into girls who looked perfect, even without makeup, even without a short skirt (but that was totally a bonus when she did wear one), even without a guy to hold on to. Was she into guys? Probably not, right? It'd be a shame if she was. Not that you cared or anything, but a lot of girls probably liked her...