The scrawny boy approached her. She tried to ignore him but apparently failed miserably because here he was standing in front of her.  

”Hey,” he offered with a sly smile.

“Hey back.” 

That was all Cassie had to say to him. Finding Samantha was more important than this twirp. But the boy wasn’t taking the hint that she was busy and didn’t want to be bothered with him.  

“My name is Sam and I have something…”

She cut him off, “Seriously? Sam? That’s your name? OK, do I look busy to you? Because I am, so get lost.”  Her tone was nasty.

Sam’s expression changed to a salacious look as his eyes went from her cute white cheerleader sneakers to the bare, lightly tanned legs and stopped for a long moment at her red and white pleated skirt. She stared in shock while the waste of oxygen actually licked his lips as his gaze went from her flat slightly exposed stomach to her smallish yet firm breasts. He didn’t even stop staring when she crossed her arms to cover herself. When she shifted her weight and added the look of death his smile went to devilish.  

“Now that I have your complete attention, dear Cassie. I was saying that I have something you might be interested in.”  He began to reach into his jacket when she scoffed audibly.  

“Oh, please you fucking loser, “ her cheerleader attitude in full swing now, “there is nothing you have nor anything you could possibly get that I would want. And don’t ever let me hear you say my name again or I’ll have the football team use you as a tackling dummy.”

His expression didn’t change. He just continued to smile and leer at her like she was a side of beef.  

“When you are done looking at my boobs…”  This time it was Sam who cut Cassie off.  

“Shut up you pompous bitch.”  He reached over, grabbed a handful of her blonde ponytail and pulled her close to him.  Cassie yelped in pain just before he growled in her ear, “you want to see what I have.”  He pushed a sealed manila envelope into her chest and pushed her away from him.

“Wh.. What is this?”  She stammered as she stumbled away, rubbing her head with a look of shock and fear on her face.  

“Like I said, something you might be interested in.” 

She stared at Sam for a second then, after she was sure there was a safe distance between them she looked down at the envelope.  In red marker someone had written on the front, Count to ten then open me.