Constance took out her ipod and her book, lifted her long legs onto the seet across from her. the station slowly started to get busy with the other students. she looked out the window and caught a glimse of her mirror image, she smiled. Though no one had ever told her she was beautifull she knew that she was. the boys that went to her old school newer missed a chance to try and bed her. she could treat them like wirmen and never let any of there efforts lead to anything and still, they could not get enough.