Cynth Cook had finally managed to shed hir boi entourage by the time shi had arrived home. Shi pulled hir blue Mustang into the drive and got out, crossing around the car to let hir boifriend, Cherry Marinez out. Sure, Cynth had a lot of bois fawning all over hir after school, but Cherry was the one that shi wanted and nothing could change that.
Although... Cynth thought as Cherry took hir arm and they walked up to the house, shi was starting to have hir doubts. Back at school, when Cynth and hir entourage were walking towards hir car, shi noticed Cherry staring at that loser Nathen DeVries, who—only a moment ago—Cynth could have sworn that shi wasn’t as buxom or as muscular as hirself. Shaking hir head in disbelief, Cynth blinked. If shi didn’t know any better, shi would have mistaken Nathen for a member of the football team, but that was ridiculous right? Nathen preferred soccer, but the short sleeved soccer jersey clearly showed off Nathen’s well-defined muscles. No wonder Cherry was staring; in fact, some of the other bois were staring and licking their lips.
Cynth frowned. Something was going on here. Shi took a step towards Nathen. “Could have been worse. I could have wished...” shi heard hir say. “Never mind. Here, take this thing back before I mess up some more.” Cynth watched as Nathen handed over a small object to hir friend. What was hir name? Zane Carlyle?
“Babe?” Cherry asked, standing by the door and bringing Cynth out of hir reverie. “You coming?” Cynth nodded, digging hir hand into hir pockets and fishing out the keys.
“Yeah, sorry. I was just thinking about something I saw earlier.” So Nathen had mentioned something about wishes and mentioned them in connection to something that Zane Carlyle now possessed.
Cynth smirked as shi followed Cherry into hir house. This could be interesting…
