All Cheerleaders Die Page #2

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So, run along.

And Mr. Man. Yeah, don't even

think about calling me tonight.

Martha, my dear?

We would never consider

breaking Blackfoot tradition.

Which is why,

we are on our way to break into the

school for our annual pool party.

Dogs, only.

I just came to drop

something off for my gal.

Oh, man, I wanted

to piss in their pool.

Bye, Martha!

We were just talking

about you.

- Oh, yeah?

- Mmm-hmm.

Here.

I found it. It's broken. But,

it's still kinda cool, right?

Aw! You're so sweet.

It's just a broken clasp,

I can make it work.

Where'd you find it?

Oh, my God!

- Oh, my God!

Oh!

Look!

Look, so sweet!

Yeah, it is.

What's wrong?

I don't know, I...

I feel like I should

tell you something

but, you just seem so happy.

Jesus. Okay, now

you have to tell me.

Okay, will you...

You said that

you and Terry got together

on the last day

of school, right?

Yeah, why?

It's just...

I saw him

and Cassie Decker together...

At the lake,

fourth of July weekend.

Cassie Decker?

What's wrong with her? Can't

she just find some college guys.

Tracy, there's only one person

to blame for this.

- I just think that...

- No buts.

He cheated on you.

He's an a**hole!

- Give it to me, please.

- Well, say it. No!

Say it!

Terry's an a**hole!

Yeah.

- He's gonna freak.

- F*** him.

- Tracy, stop!

- No.

It's okay.

Look at you.

- Maddy?

- Hmm?

Is the rumor about you

and Leena Miller true?

What's the rumor?

You okay?

- Hmm.

Hmm.

Was that weird?

Was what weird?

Oh, wait. Here.

Take my car, pick me up

tomorrow before practice.

No, it's fine, I'm gonna walk.

We're practically neighbors.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

Thanks, Mads.

No problem.

Get some sleep. You wanna look

hot for the rally, tomorrow.

That's right, b*tch.

What do you think my chances

are tonight with Martha?

The chances of you striking

out? Pretty goddamn good.

Come on, man.

It's rally night.

- Something could happen.

- She even let you smell it?

Hey, guys.

I snagged a couple of bottles of kank

out of my dad's garage last night.

- Sh*t, you guys smoke?

- Enough to kill a horse, yo.

Do we keep this party

exclusive enough?

Yo, if we ain't hung the f***

over for the first day tomorrow.

We just ain't dogs. Woof!

Terry?

Hey, man.

You mind not slamming every

single weight down like that?

It's a weight room.

Get over it.

Whatever, dude.

So, you really think

I did good tonight?

Are you kidding?

You are a natural, okay?

It's a rush, huh? Getting the

whole school fired up like that?

It's real fun.

Need another brew, Manny?

- Oh!

- What's that, it sprayed in my mouth.

Hi.

- How are you doing?

- Good.

I got a...

Ooh!

Don't mention it.

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