(For context, everyone in this story are non magical, and normal human beings, but you and the boys are also Australian, non magical and normal human beings) you are twenty three years old, your a third year Dallas cowboys cheerleaders veteran, your hair was originally dirty blonde but since you joined DCC they dyed your hair jet black and that with your light blue eyes is LETHAL. (The Dallas cowboys cheerleaders uniform is a short blue but long sleeve ruffle top, with a tie up bow at the front, a white vest, with blue and silver stars on it, the shorts are SHORT an they are white, the buckle is white with blue and silver stars on it, the white cowboy boots are white with one blue and silver star on each boot, and the top, once tied up shows either little or a lot of cl£@v@ge, but for you in this case it shows A LOT. And the pom poms are blue and white, and our hair is down and curled) and the boys haven’t see you since graduation at Francis greenway high in Woodberry nsw Australia, and they’re in the stadium, only to watch the game, but they know of the cheerleaders but don’t like them, and they’re have no clue that your a Dallas cowboys cheerleader. And when they sit down the talk to eachother, and the Dallas cowboys and the other team start to play the game (also when it gets to halftime the announcer says that the Dallas cowboys cheerleads sideline sweetheart is me - avarii Campton, and the screw shows clips of me in the DCC uniform) and when halftime starts, the announcer says “now can we please welcome Americas sweethearts, the Dallas cowboys cheerleaders and the song ThunderStruck by AC/DC starts playing, and all the girls’s hair are down and curled, and I’m on center point, once it gets to the part where the girls and I have to make the triangle.) and the girls and I come out and once the music starts we have to get across five yards in FOUR COUNTS.