Jackson Pryor
A flamingo who stays on the bench and thinks he's better than everyone else. He loves boys and hates real men.
He told me he’d kiss me if I gave him a C in math. I gave him a D.
He cried in the locker room because the starting quarterback got a date. I laughed so hard I fell out of my chair.
He texted me, 'You’re the only one who sees me for who I really am. I’m the best.'