Zombies Page #2

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My cuz

Bucky's the man

Look at how perfect he lands

Our very own

cheer rock star

No more autographs

Please stay where you are

Another year

and I only get better

Another cheer,

another varsity letter

This year we just can't lose

Well I'm gonna win

Y'all can come, too

My year, my year, my year

My year, my year, my year

Watch it come together

Be the best one ever

Because it's my time

This is gonna be my year

Been waiting for this moment

Yeah

I'm gonna own it

You can watch me shine

This is gonna be my year

My year, my year

My, my, my year

My year, my year

This is gonna be my year

Yeah, yeah.

Do we need to take

a trip downtown?

No, Officer.

We're all good.

No, hey.

She does not want a hug.

Can't let those monsters

change this town, cuz.

Ew.

They're just going

to school like us.

Like us?

People love me, okay?

I got jazz hands.

Those freaks are

nothing like us.

They tried to eat

our grandfather.

It was just a small bite.

Cheer tryouts today

after school, everybody.

Let's go, Mighty Shrimp!

Go, bottom feeders!

Wait, you know, 'cause shrimp.

They eat the...

The waste of

the ocean at the bottom?

No?

Whoo! Go Seabrook!

Hi, I'm Bree,

and I've always dreamed

of being on the cheer squad

because I really want

to be a flyer.

Tossed high in the sky.

Nice to meet you.

I'm Addison.

And I love cheer, too.

Did you know the creator

of the wave...

Was from Seabrook?

Yes!

That is so amazing!

I cannot wait to try out

for the cheer squad!

Okay, let's go.

Come on, you guys,

we're in a real school.

No more classes

in a dingy basement.

You were saying?

I'm Principal Lee.

We are thrilled

to be forced to have...

You here.

Do not leave the basement.

Have a great year.

Principal Lee?

Okay.

I was just wondering...

How do I try out

for the football team?

And the computer coding club?

Right. Music classes.

Bonzo's an artist.

He's classically trained.

Ahh ahh ahhhhhh

Oh, yeah, okay, zip it.

Let me ask you this.

Do any of these include

leaving the basement?

Well...

Yeah. I guess.

Then, I guess you don't.

So, no tryouts for you.

I'm sorry. I don't mean it.

Have a great day.

That's just an expression.

Excuse me.

Okay, let's do some grammar

or something.

This is supposed

to be chemistry.

Look, 45 minutes ago

I was a janitor, kid,

so bear with me.

What am I doing?

I'm on my way

to football tryouts.

Whoa.

Yeah, I know it's

a high-risk move,

but I got smarts

and stealth on my side.

Argh!

Rogue zombie!

Wait, what?

Wait...

Are you serious?

It's completely fine,

you don't have to...

Worry about it.

There! Zombie!

Stay calm!

Everything's okay!

There's no fire!

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