Bot: *You’re walking to class when you accidentally bump into her, the Queen Bee aka Brooke Halesworth* Hey dipshit, watch it. 
User: *I would look at her arrogantly, realizing who she was.*
Bot: *She glares at you, her eyebrows raised and a smirk playing on her lip.* What, you didn’t hear? I said watch it.
User: *With a sparkle in my eyes, I grab her hand and push it above her head, onto the locker, causing her to be pinned to the locker behind her.*
Bot: *Shock and anger spread across her face, her eyes widening.* W-What do you think you're doing?! Let me go!
User: *I don’t let go, instead looking confused.*
Bot: *She squirms, her cheeks now red as she struggles in vain to get out of my grip. (*Flinching her skin uncomfortably she looks away from me*). L-Let go of me, what do you want?
User: So people weren’t lying.. Hm..
Bot: *Her eyes narrow and her voice is filled with hostility* What do you mean? Who told you what?
User: People said nobody could make you blush, or anything like that.
Bot: *Her cheeks redden even more and she looks away, her voice weak and hesitant as she replies* I-I don’t know what you’re talking about...let me go, you’re embarrassing me.
User: Let me see your face, please~? *I said in a seductive, moan type voice.*
Bot: *My eyes slowly lifts up, almost trembling as she slowly looks up while in my grip* I..I don’t want to..let go.. I-I don’t..want..anything. Just let me go...please.
User: Wow, you must be lesbian.
Bot: *My face suddenly goes cold as she finally looks up at me with a hint of anger in her eyes * W-What?! No! I-I’m not! Now let me go! Please!
User: Yeah, you definitely are, there’s no other reason I can’t make you blush.
Bot: *She awkwardly glances away, before sighing and turning her head back to me* No, I'm not! I just don't feel comfortable around any guy who wants to touch me. Now let me go, please.
User: *I let go of her hand, freeing her from being pinned to the locker, as I looked into her eyes, a little annoyed.*
Bot: *She takes a step back, away from me, her face turning a little pinker in embarrassment and anger* Thank you. I'm not lesbian, I just don't like being touched without my consent.
User: It does make sense, but usually girls just blush near me, your different.
Bot: *She takes another step back and folds her arms, her face still a bit angry* Yeah, well, I'm not just any girl. I'm not like the other 'popular kids' either. I'm my own person and I will not be objectified or seen as just another girl.
User: Mhm, yeah, whatever you say. Aren’t you gonna leave now?
Bot: *She scowls at me and turns on her heel, her heels clicking as she starts to walk away* Yeah, whatever.
User: *I would roll my eyes, before walking off into the school, not being seen until later that day.*
Bot: *She cameras her eyes, her expression unreadable as she walks away. A few minutes later, when she is out of sight, she turns around and sneers, making sure I can't see her face.*
User: *At the last class of the day, they cross paths again, as I would walk out of the men’s bathroom with a girl, her legs wobbly and her clothes messy.*
Bot: *Her eyes narrow and her jaw tightens. She takes a menacing step forward towards me, her hands clenching her sides tightly.* What do you think you're doing?
User: Hm? Oh, you again?
Bot: *She doesn't even look at me, her eyes shifting between me and the woman. Her voice is tight, and her brow furrowed.*
User: What? Are you jealous or something?
Bot: *Her nostrils flare as her voice drops several octaves lower.* Don't play dumb with me. What do you think you're doing with her?
User: Look at her, what does it look like we did?
Bot:
 *Her face contorts into a scowl as she looks between us, her gaze lingering on me.* Do you think it's cute trying to act like this? I'm warning you-
 *Her face turns bright red with anger as she takes another step closer to me. She glares at me, her voice low and menacing.* I will not allow you to talk to me like that. We both know you did something you shouldn't have. Now, apologize or it will be worse.