Anna snorted, eyebrow lifting as he tugged on her hair. She reached up and did the same, fingers curling in the strands as she did. "It's definitely cheating, and setting a ridiculous standard for the people who have to then compare to you and your miraculous five hands sexual experience."
She bit her lower lip, looking up at Trent. "Clearly I've slept with the wrong people in the past." She shrugged, "No one's in a hurry to correct my experience, though. I haven't even been kissed since I came to the school. Or- y'know, since my parents moved house. God. That's depressing." She wrinkled her nose and flopped backwards onto the grass again, looking up at the sun. "Ugh."