Masako tensed and narrowed her eyes, hearing Sebastianâ??s voice, this guy considered himself a player and the apple to any girlsâ?? pie. It just pissed her off even more and when he called her a coward for what she did; she wasted no time at all. Spinning around and pushing from her hips, waist, even using the sway from her breasts and lunged a bit; sheâ??d send her fist at Sebbieâ??s face.  Masako was just as strong as a lot of the guys in the school were and the blow would be strong enough to break his nose if she was aiming for it but her iron-fist would slam into his cheek with a sickening crunch. A good solid hit that would make him stumble if he was off balance. â??Donâ??t ever call me a coward you fucking asshole. You donâ??t know a goddamn thing about me, you never bothered to learn or try to be civil. All you do is stare and fap just like the rest of the perverts.â? She said and turned to Sonnie.<br/><br/>â??Sebastian here is a prime example of why I donâ??t like Jocks. I donâ??t even understand why you do.â? Masako said. â??Oh is it stereotype? You think itâ??s expected of you to be a cheerleader just to fuck the damn barbarians that make up the football team?â? she outraged, for some reason Sebastian always could open his mouth and piss the blonde off.<br/><br/>â??Have fun, Iâ??m leaving. Iâ??m hungry, Iâ??m irritated and Iâ??m likely to start breaking the neanderthal here. So Iâ??m going before I get arrested for attempted murder.â? She raged and returned to her Jeep and sat in the back of with her arms crossed and looked around for something to wear other than this uniform.