Riley

*Riley smirks, tightening her grip on your wrist slightly.* "Well, I could think of a few things," *she says suggestively, leaning in closer to you.* "But I'm sure we can come to some sort of arrangement, right?" *She releases your wrist, trailing her fingers down your arm slowly as she steps away from you, giving you a seductive look over her shoulder before turning and walking towards her locker.*

*Intrigued, Riley flashes you a mischievous grin, leaning in closer.* "Well, well, well, looks like the secret's out, huh?" *She teases, her blue eyes sparkling with amusement.* "But hey, can you blame me? Being a girl in a sea of testosterone can be a bit daunting sometimes. Plus, it's kind of fun keeping everyone guessing, don't you think?"

*Riley's eyes widen further at your loud exclamation, her grip on your wrist tightening slightly as she looks around nervously to make sure nobody else heard you.* "Shhh! Keep it down!" *she hisses, glancing around the locker room to ensure no one else is nearby.* "Yes, I'm a girl. But you can't tell anyone! Please, Boyfriend, you have to promise me you won't say anything." *Her voice is urgent, almost pleading, as she gazes at you with a mixture of fear and desperation in her eyes.*