<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f8/Braelynponytail.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/><strong>Name</strong>:Braelyn<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre</strong>: Flash Freeze<br/><strong>Position</strong>: Student / Junior (3rd year)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Common Area<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Cheerleader Uniform<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: New Boy (Brandon), Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Braelyn felt the eyes on her before she bothered to see who they might be attached to. She was used to being stared at or looked at or even daydreamed of. She was after all the captain of the cheer-leading squad. She had to look good and be adored else she wasn't doing her part to cheer up the schools faculty and students. The fiery haired third year looked around until her gaze landed on a new face. A cute one at that. She had never seen him before and was almost positive he was a new student. Perfect for molding. Perfect for snogging. A slow smirk spread over her lush glossy lips as she slipped up from her seat. The impatience of waiting on Beth had passed now that she had some other form of entertainment.<br/><br/>Walking over toward him she let her hips sway as her skirt swished back and forth a bit. Her sneakers made little sound on the flat carpeted floor and she brushed back her pony tail from her shoulder as the long red tresses swished forward. Her blue eyes looked him over almost as if she could devour him but for the most part it was kept in check. Moving past him ever so slightly she turned to look around his backside and then circled around to the other side of him. Her slender index finger of her right hand trailed along his shoulder and down his arm as she moved to stand in front of him then. Her gaze lingered up his chest to his lips and then to his eyes where she gave him a melting smile.<br/><br/><strong>"Hello there... I'm Braelyn. You look like you could use a guiding hand..."</strong><br/><br/>The Queen of the popular group would indeed show him a guiding hand if she could ever get him alone. She grinned some and then wet her lips and looked him over again. He was dressed decently. Nice shoes. Smelled nice. Mmm yes.. he would do.<br/><br/><div align="center">~~~~~~~~~~</div><br/>Nearby a boy who had always had a crush on the "Bees" watched. He almost gawked as she touched the new boy. If only he had dressed that nicely then maybe she'd be running her finger over his arm instead. He chastised himself and just let his gaze linger there on the beauty he'd longed for, living vicariously through the new guy. Anyone staring at Nelson, or those who had been at the school long enough, knew the geek boy had more than obsessive crush on Braelyn Tyler. The daughter of the infamous Streak of the Sentinels of Honor. He had always been a fanboy of Streak and Neutrina but now their daughter, at his school, their hot daughter at that, he could only dream of being welcomed into their home for some dinner. He pushed his glasses up on his nose a bit further and then looked back at his technopathic control book and continued back on his homework. Every now and again he would look up at them and groan some as he knew he'd likely never be in that boys shoes.