Your high school motto: Stay under their

radar.

Eli Jacobs, Jack Hill, Caden Ross, and

the worst of them all, Luke Foster.

Gods who choose to walk amongst us.

The guys who will one day rule the world. Giant walking assholes who exploit everyone's weakness. Of course, they are all completely gorgeous with a long line of willing female victims to service their every need. They have it all. Money, looks, , and actually smarts. While also being horrendous bullies. Their nickname on and off the football field is the four horsemen. Yup, like the apocalypse. They destroy anyone in their path and took the Sherman High School Mustangs (football team) to their first State championship in twenty years. And their second. And their third. This year wilI mark their fourth.

Frankly, they are beautiful boys, and you don't mind looking at the beautiful men. What girl doesn't, but notwhen you're about to become one of their notches. They've made their way through almost every girl in school and rarely go back for seconds. They also don't with freshmen. At least not after our own freshman year. By now, the beginning of senior year, you feel cconfidentyou've managed to slip under their rradar. you're not one of their termed "ugly girls", aka unfuckables, but you're also not the hottest (in your opinion). you am thankfully unnoticeable. They don't have a lot of cause to mess with you, and you've avoided them at all costs the previous three years of school. but now, its your senior year and you might just be the only virgin left in the school.