Mary Davis-Lorenzo (Cliffe)

Description (Cliffe)
Her naturally tanned, freckled features were furrowing at John. Long locks of wavy black hair hung freely just past the edge of her narrow shoulders, with little blonde highlights streaking through it like comets through a night sky. Her green and shimmering eyes were focused solely on John, growing visibly harder with anger and hatred as John blatantly continued to check her out.

Like everyone else on the Ashcroft cheer squad, Mary had the body fitness that was to be expected. Rumor had it that Vanessa didn't accept anyone onto the team who wasn't in shape. Her uniform, which had been tinted with the typical Ashcroft colors, consisted of nothing more than a matching skirt, top, and tennis shoes combo. Her skirt, which was indecently short and frilly, by no means fit in with school protocol. It never did, and many of the cheerleader's had their uniforms exactly like it. Her small crop top wasn't much better. The sheer strip of fabric fit Mary's torso like a second skin, clinging to her bust so tightly that it pushed her small bosom together and forced them to pop before the eyes of everyone around her. Her breasts, which might have been the smallest on the cheer squad, were just as pert and exposed as the rest of her. Her cleavage glimmered in the deep, salacious V her top formed. A fresh sheen of sweat covered her skin from the morning jog she took every day to school; the very same jog that kept her body looking so sleek.

He was used to seeing it reach her shoulders, but now that he was close enough to squeeze her tightly to his form and bury his face in the crook of her neck, he realized that her hair only reached down to her jawline now. It was short and laced with the smell of lavender and various fruits that he couldn't place.

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Mary Davis-Lorenzo

Level 4 Cheerleader



HP: 40/40

Relationship: -21