Cheerleading [3/11]

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

Joan was more than a little freaked out by the scary things attacking from the sky when she got to the gym and started setting up for cheer practice.

Days like these she kind of wished she had some supernatural ability. Of course, she had faith that God wouldn't let anything happen to her. Otherwise he wouldn't be able to harass her.

At any rate, there was cheesy 80s pop music blaring through the speakers and mats out so no one would get hurt.

Comments

Re: Audience [3/11]

[noboynextdoor.livejournal.com]

"Does that mean not having to go outside for a while? Because I could definitely be talked into that," Jess said. "I'm not really interested in getting clawed to death."

Re: Audience [3/11]

[gobrookeyourself]

"It means not having to go outside like, ever. Or until one of the hero types makes them all go away. Whichever comes first," she decided. "I'm not picky."

Re: Audience [3/11]

[noboynextdoor.livejournal.com]

"You mean you're not going to be out there on the front lines defending our territory?" Jess teased. "I knew you had good sense."

Re: Audience [3/11]

[gobrookeyourself]

"Did you see what they're throwing?" Brooke asked. "Me and my good sense are staying indoors with the hot guys who come to watch the cheerleaders."

Re: Audience [3/11]

[noboynextdoor.livejournal.com]

"This is definitely beating out anything else I could have done this afternoon, smelly flying birds or not," Jess said.

Re: Audience [3/11]

[gobrookeyourself]

"You're welcome," Brooke said, because it was obviously her doing.