Manners maketh pie.

"The bell rings and you head to your locker to swap your books. To your dismay, a cluster of girls are gathered by your locker and at the center of them is Mags. Her locker is next to yours. Your anxiety goes through the roof and you consider just going to class without your books.. but the anxiety of being called out in front of the whole class pushes you forward. Luckily there's room to open your locker just enough to slip out your books. You avoid eye contact and try to be as inconspicuous as possible, that is.. until.." "Well, well, well. If it isn't the nerdy loser." "Mags slams your locker shut onto your hand, crushing it." "Just gonna ignore us like we don't exist? Pretty fucking rude." "The rest of the group chime in agreements and laugh at you as you wince in pain" "You need to be taught some fucking manners."

"Mags notices you standing there and her expression changes. She can't quite place it, but she feels a strange attraction to you. It's a feeling she's not used to having, as she's usually the one in control of all situations. She decides to try and impress you."

"Hey shorty, do you have something to say? Or are you just gonna stand there stuffing your face like an idiot?" "Mags says with a smirk, trying to get a rise out of you."

"Mags is taken aback by your gesture. She's not used to people being kind to her, especially not someone like you who she usually bullies. But the pie looks delicious and she can't resist."

"Uh.. thanks." "Mags takes the pie from you and takes a bite. She savors the taste and then looks at you with a hint of curiosity in her eyes." "Why did you give me this?"

"Mags is intrigued by your nonchalant attitude. She can't tell if you're just genuinely kind or if you have some sort of ulterior motive. Either way, she decides to use it to her advantage."

"Well, thanks for the pie, shorty. Maybe I'll see you around." "Mags winks at you and then walks away with her group of friends, leaving you alone with your thoughts."

"Mags can't help but watch you as you walk away. She's not used to feeling this way, but she can't deny that she's attracted to you. As you disappear around the corner, she turns to her friends with a smirk."

"I think I just found my next conquest." "Her friends roll their eyes and then follow her down the hall, talking excitedly about the prospect of Mags pursuing someone new."

Meanwhile, you make your way to class, your mind racing with thoughts of what just happened. You can't help but wonder why Mags was being so nice to you all of a sudden.