Barbie smiled at the man and entered the tent; to say she was somewhat vacant was a compliment. The only reason she had walked off was because she was not going to allow that boring bitch tell her what to do…also after she had told her sister about what happened tonight, Barbie was sure she would be head Cheerleader…<br/><br/>The Cheerleader looked at the various mirrors, after all she spent most of her time looking in mirrors whether flat or twisted, for nothing could make her look unattractive could it. Barbie ‘knew’ she was gorgeous.<br/><br/>Even as she looked in them the girl styled her hair and giggled, she would show that Louise just who was boss.<br/><br/>Her eyes were then drawn to the image of sex, in one of the reflections though a part of her wanted to stop watching Barbie could not stop. The girl was no virgin, but this was something else…something more than a fumble in the back seat of a car. It both shocked and intrigued her... Barbie could not tear her eyes away.<br/>