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The Goth Queens vs The Cheerleader
The day began as any other day would have. I woke up at 6AM, took my shower before school, got dressed in my favorite fall outfit, short sleeveless shirt and a cute skirt, put on my socks and shoes and headed off to school. As I walked through the front door and into my first period class, there was nothing to indicate that today was the day my life would change forever.
My name was Elizabeth but everyone just called me Biz, I am a 16 year old sophomore in high school. I had a great life, I was popular, I was a cheerleader, I was considered attractive and had a good group of friends. I was 5'5, skinny, pale skinned, blue eyed, and brunette. I had a pretty face and was told I have a nice ass, but always felt subconscious about my small breasts. But all in all, I was happy and confident in my appearance.
I loved pretty much all my classes, however there was one big exception, and that was gym class. Not only did I not have a single close friend in that class, but my locker was located directly next to the weirdest girls in school.
They called themselves the 'Goth Queens' and they wore all black. They were all tall and intimidating looking and had attitudes to match. Veronica was the clear leader of the trio, she had dark persian skin with hair as black as the midnight sky. She was nearly 6 feet tall with shoes on, she had a deep commanding voice. She was slightly chubby and had a muscular build to her, I'm pretty sure she could beat up most boys at school. One thing was for sure, she was not to be messed with.
The other two girls clearly followed her lead, their names were Eva and Blair. They were also tall, but not quite as tall as Veronica. They each had pale as snow skin. Eva had her hair dyed black but with blue stripes while Blair had black dyed hair with green stripes. Unlike Veronica who was wider, these girls were skinny as rails and had pretty faces.
The thing about those girls is none of them were really that unattractive, if they actually dressed normal and had regular hairstyles they could actually be quite pretty. But it was clear they had no intentions of ever doing that. They enjoyed being different, weird and intimidating to other girls. They never talked to anyone but themselves and everyone else just left them alone. Although alot of people did gossip about them, no one ever dared say anything to them.
I tried to do the same, I didn't want anything to do with them, but unfortunately for me my gym locker was assigned directly next to them, and when I would walk in to change my clothes into my gym uniform I could feel them watching, their eyes were all over me everytime I undressed into my thong and bra before putting on my short gym shorts and shirt. They would just sit there and stare everytime. Blatantly stare. It was obvious they had a major crush on me. At first I even thought it was a little bit flattering.
But after months of them checking me out while changing, it got to the point where I had to change inside the stalls in the bathroom so they couldn't stare at me in my bra and thong. It was clear that the girls were major lesbians, which I didn't have a problem with since I supported LGBT rights and everything, but the way they stared at me was very inappropriate and made me uncomfortable, moving into the stalls to change was absolutely a no brainer.
There was a serious look of disappointment on their faces when I came out of the bathroom stall already in my gym clothes and put my bookbag away in my locker. But over time, that look of disappointment turned into something more of anger. Everytime I would walk over to the locker already in my gym clothes and glance over at them, they had a seriously sinister look about them, and it started to make me very nervous. It was clear they wanted me to undress infront of them again, but those days are over with, and they were going to have to get over it, or atleast thats what I thought.
The school day went by like it normally did, I had a big test in Spanish class I felt like I aced, in Biology class we went on a walk outside that was refreshing, and during lunch I was able to chat away with all my friends, the day was going good, and the only class left in the day was Gym, but I no longer felt as much anxiety going to that class because I didn't have to undress infront of the so called "Goth Queens" who loved to watch me.
I walked into the locker room and headed straight for the bathroom stalls as I have been doing for over a week now. I quickly changed into my gym outfit and walked back out to my locker where the Goth Queens were still hanging out. They were all staring directly at me as I walked up to my locker and knelt down to open it. For some reason I always got a little nervous around them, it was something about their attitude, their presence, the way they looked. It intimidated me, I fumbled my locker combination over and over because I was so startled. I could hear small bits of laughter each time I messed up my combination, causing me to get more nervous. After about my 8th attempt I finally managed to open my locker and throw my bookbag in there. My hands were shaking I was so nervous, this was very unlike me, something was off.
"Did you get that?" Veronica said outloud.
"Oh yes, I got the numbers!" Eva said laughing.
Startled by hearing them talk, I turned my head and looked at them briefly with a confused look on my face. They were all standing next to me just staring at me, making me even more nervous. They don't usually talk to others.
"What the fuck are you staring at?" Veronica said with a nasty venom in her voice.
I froze in my tracks. I was so startled by what she just said to me that I just stood there like a deer in headlights, completely flabbergasted.
The Goth Queens all started laughing at me as I stood there in fear and confusion.
"Look at her, she's shaking!"
"What's the matter, cat got your tongue?"
"Awh, I think the little cheerleader is going to cry!"
The Goth Queens continued to laugh and stare me down. At this point it was very clear I was intimidated and scared of them. But more so than anything I was shocked beyond belief, not only could I not believe they were talking to me, which they have never done before, it was the way they talked to me, insulting me, putting me down, all while other girls are still in the locker room.
Finally, I snap out of my state of shock long enough to stutter out a response.
"W-w-what is your p-problem?" I say in a fragile voice.
The Goth Queens burst out in laughter again.
"Wha-wha-wha-whats your pa-pa-pa problem huh?" Veronica says, mocking my stuttering.
"Oh my god I seriously think she's going to burst into tears!" Eva shouted.
"Watch out, she's going to take our her pom poms and attack us!" Blair laughed.
Shocked and humiliated, I put my head down and decided the best thing to do was just turn around and walk away. I was too nervous and stuttering too much to engage in a verbal battle with them. I was rattled like I have never been before, all just from a few words. I wasn't feeling my normal self.
I was shaking. My heart was beating out my chest. I felt so embarrassed. Did other girls in the locker room see and hear that? Will they spread rumors? Why were they being so mean to me? I've never done anything to them. Why was I so nervous around them? I hated confrontations and it clearly showed. I'm just too nice and soft spoken to handle situations like this.
For the rest of gym class my mind continued to race. It was impossible for me to focus. I couldn't get over what happened. Those girls have never said a word to me before, but now all of a sudden they are going to belittle me in the locker room? They are loser outcasts! I'm a popular cheerleader, what gives them the right to insult me? I'm way better than them. I started to get angry, but everytime I saw them I got scared. I tried my best to avoid them for the entirety of gym class. I caught them staring at me a couple times, everytime it made waves of anxiety go through my body. I think they knew I was scared of them and it empowered them.
I just wanted to go home. I was so stressed. I looked at the big clock above the fire exit. It read 2:55 PM. Just 5 minutes to go before I'm out of here I thought to myself. I looked around the room and was surprised when I couldn't find any of the Goth Queens anywhere. A small sense of relief filled my body. Maybe they decided to leave early. Good.
The bell rang and I quickly walked into the locker room.
My heart sank.
The first thing I saw were all three Goth Queens sitting on the bench right next to my locker. They were already dressed out of their gym clothes and in their regular Goth attire. But yet they were still sitting there, as if they were waiting for me. I started to get very nervous again, my hands were already shaking as I walked up and knelt down next to my locker. Without even looking at them I could just feel their eyes all over me.
Once again I found myself having serious trouble doing my locker combination properly due to my hands shaking. Over and over I messed it up. All while the Goth Queens stood over me watching, laughing at my repeated failures.
They counted out loud after each time I messed up.
"10!"
"15!"
"Oh my god is she going to make it to 20? What's wrong with her?" They mocked.
I honestly was about to start crying, but I knew if I did they would mock me even more cruelly. I did my best to hold back my tears. I've always been a very sensitive girl and this was too much to handle. I've never been treated like this before.
The noise in the locker room got quieter and quieter as girls got dressed and started to head home. Filling me with an even greater sense of urgency.
"25!"
"30!"
Finally. After 33 attempts. My shaking hands finally were able to get the combination right and open my locker.
But then my heart sank to my stomach as I opened the locker.
My bookbag wasn't there. I felt a horrible pit in my stomach. Something was seriously wrong here.
The Goth Queens started laughing out loud as I sat still looking into my empty locker like an idiot.
I knew they took my bookbag. There was no other explanation. They must have caught my combination from watching me opening my locker so many times and come in early to take my bookbag.
But I couldn't move. I continued to just sit there still like an idiot looking at my empty locker.
The locker room was eerily quiet now. All the girls have come in, changed and left. It was now just me and the Goth Queens all alone. My worst fear come true.
I slowly rose to my feet and turned to look at the Goth Queens, who were staring at me with bad intentions.
"C-can I p-please have m-my b-b-bookbag, I j-just want to go home." I say, trying my best to sound strong. But it was no use, I was terrified of them, I didn't even have enough courage to look them in the eyes.
All three of them started laughing.
"Blair, go lock the door." Veronica ordered.
Waves of anxiety rushed through my body upon hearing those words. They were up to something, and it wasn't good.
I watched as Blair walked up to the entrance of the girl's locker room and locked it.
"I j-just w-want to go home." I say again, in a quiet voice.
"Shut the fuck up." Veronica said back almost immediately.
My jaw almost hit the floor hearing her say that, no one has ever talked to me like that in my life. Reality started to hit me about how serious of a situation I was in and how I was outnumbered and trapped. I started to visibly shake again. I was terrified of them, and they knew it.
The three of them now had me trapped and surrounded. Veronica stood infront of me. Eva and Blair to my sides, with only the lockers and bathroom behind me.
"Be a good girl and drop to your knees." Veronica ordered, sounding confident.
I wanted to scream for help. Yell out for someone to come save me. But I couldn't. I was so scared my voice didn't work. I just stood there with a blank look on my face.
I was frozen in place. A look of bewilderment on my face. I couldn't process that this was really happening. Drop to my knees? Why? But for some reason I almost did drop to my knees before something in my brain told me to stay put.
"I'm not going to ask you again, get on your knees right now, this is your final warning." Veronica said again, this time in a louder voice.
I could feel my knees getting weaker, her voice was so scary, I was feeling an overwhelming urge to drop on my knees right then and there.
"Just do what she says." Eva warned.
"If I were you I'd do what she says." Blair said with a laugh.
I took a deep breath to try to compose myself and looked up at Veronica, who was staring at me with a seriously scary look on her face.
My heart pounding out my chest, my knees shaking, my voice gone from fear, I slowly dropped down to my knees while looking at Veronica. Something about her absolutely scared me to my core, and I could see in her eyes that she meant business. There was no telling what she would do if I ignored her demand. I didn't want to find out, so I dropped to my knees like she ordered.
"That's a good girl!" Eva shouted out.
"Smart move princess!" Blair commented.
A huge smile from ear to ear lit up Veronica's face as she watched me slowly drop to my knees.
Veronica walked up until she was standing directly infront of me and started to pat me on the head like I was a dog.
"Good little girl, but you should have obeyed the first time, from now on when I tell you to do something you do it. No questions asked." Veronica said, towering over me.
I continued to sit on my knees in stunned silence. Wishing I could just disappear or someone would run in to come save me. But that clearly wasn't going to happen. We were in this massive locker room all by ourselves, my voice was too scared and weak to yell, and even if I tried to get up to run they could easily overpower me. Veronica was so big and strong she could easily squash me with one hand. I got more nervous as the reality of the situation crept in on me. I was totally at their mercy.
"Now. I want you to apologize. Look at me and tell me you're sorry." Veronica ordered in her usual deep, commanding, scary voice.
I look up at her with a look of pure confusion, still shaking and scared.
"W-w-what d-did I d-do?" I pathetically squeak out.
"You know what you did!" Eva screamed out.
"Stop playing dumb pom pom girl!" Blair said.
Veronica rolled her eyes and looked down at me again, looking very annoyed and angry. Just the way she looked at me sent waves of fear throughout my body. I seriously regretted even asking that now, I should have just said sorry so they will let me go! God that was dumb!
"You really are an arrogant little goodie goodie aren't you? Apparently having to change next to us is so disgusting you have to run off to the bathroom? You'd rather change next to a toilet than next to us? So we are worse than a disgusting toilet where people piss and shit? You have no respect. You think you are better than everyone don't you? That's the problem with you snooty little cheerleaders, you think you are the greatest things in the world. Well guess what, you aren't. Reality check sweetheart, you are no better than us, and we will gladly show you that. We are going to give you a lesson you will never forget. Spoiled pretentious arrogant rich girls like you MAKE ME SICK AND NEED TO BE PUT IN YOUR PLACE! NOW SAY IT! SAY YOU'RE SORRY! SAY IT RIGHT NOW!!!!!" Veronica said as she started to yell.
The fear was now starting to overwhelm me and I couldn't hold it in any longer. Tears started to fall down my pretty little face. I've never had anyone say such mean spirited things to me before in my life. I've never even been yelled at before, it was all too much to handle. The tears flowed down.
"I-I'm s-so s-s-sorry!!!" I say, tears pouring down my face, as I pathetically looked up to Veronica.
"Oh what a little crybaby!" Eva said sounding unimpressed.
"Fake tears! Fake tears!" Blair shouted.
"Are you really sorry for being a rude, conceited bitch? Don't just say it, show it, prove it to us that you're sorry, go ahead and stand up and undress for us like you should, don't go hide in the bathroom, we want to watch." Veronica said as she folds her arms.
Shocked, confused and in a state of panic, the only logical choice my brain could make at this point was to comply. Veronica scared the life out of me and I didn't want to make her anymore angry than she already was. Disobeying her was no longer an option.
My legs still shaky and my eyes red from crying, I slowly rose back onto my feet and did what I was instructed to do.
I put my hands under my gym shirt and pull it up and over my body and toss it on the ground.
I then grabbed my gym shorts and slowly pulled them down to my ankles, lifted them over my shoes and threw them next to my gym shirt on the floor. I could feel their eyes all over my body as I now stood before them in my bra, thong and socks and shoes.
"There we go, you see, that wasn't so bad, now was it? You don't have to hide from us, now don't you feel silly for trying to run away into the bathroom?" Veronica asked, talking to me like she's an adult talking to a small child.
"I-I'm so t-truly s-sorry V-Veronica, I-I w-wont do it ever again I p-promise." I say emphatically, trying to impress them so they let me leave.
"Wow! She really sounded sincere that time girls!" Veronica laughed as she continued to survey my body.
"Now turn around." Veronica ordered, once again raising her voice.
Hearing her raise her scary voice sent a weird shockwave through my brain, it was like I didn't even think, I just reacted to her voice and obeyed.
I turned around so my back and thong covered ass was now facing Veronica.
"Look at that ass!" Eva shouted out.
"It's our ass now!" Blair said matter-of-factly.
"Jeez! The girls at this school even wear expensive panties!" Veronica said as she walked towards me, I could feel her directly behind me now.
"Look! She has on those high end Victoria's Secret panties!" She said as she grabbed the top of my thong and pulled it up, stretching it further up my ass.
"So ridiculous!" Veronica yelled, before pulling her hand up in the air and landing a hard blow right on my ass.
Ouch! She just spanked me hard, and it hurt! This is absolutely insane! This entire situation is crazy! I should run away now! Yell out for help! Do something, but yet I didn't, I just stood there silent and still as Veronica began to grab my ass cheeks and rub them.
"What do you think of her ass? It's really nice right girls?" Veronica asked to Eva and Blair.
"I love it! It looks so squishy!" Blair shouted.
"It's super fucking hot! I want to spank it!" Eva commented.
"Feels so soft in my hands, she has the best ass by far in our gym class, and to think this rude, stuck up cheerleader tried to hide these perfect little cheeks from us!" Veronica said as she continued to probe my ass cheeks with her hands.
"Fucking bitch!" Veronica shouted as she once again slapped my ass very hard, causing an echo throughout the closed locker room.
That one really hurt. I let out a slight yelp as my hand instinctively reached around to my butt to try to ease the pain.
"I DON'T THINK SO BITCH!" Veronica yelled as she grabbed my hand and twisted it, causing even more pain.
"DID I SAY YOU COULD TOUCH YOUR BUTT? WHEN DID I GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO TOUCH YOURSELF? YOU ARE BEING PUNISHED. SPANKINGS ARE A PUNISHMENT! THEY ARE SUPPOSE TO HURT! GET USE TO IT" Veronica screamed as she twisted my arm.
"Owww!!" I cry out pathetically as Veronica easily overpowered me.
Finally she let go of my arm and pushed me down to the ground. I was now lying face down flat on the dirty gym floor with my head to the side as I began to cry again. This was all too much for me to handle. Too much pain, too much humiliation, I was beyond defeated, at this point I was just hoping if I act as sad and pathetic as possible they will take mercy on me.
Veronica walked up to my body and put her large black boot on my back, right above my thong covered ass.
"Look at all the trouble you have caused yourself, if you just continued to undress infront of us and give us our little show that we liked to watch, we wouldn't have had to do this to you, none of this would have happened, we would have been satisfied watching the cute little cheerleader next to us all year, but now, well look at you now, lying on the floor in your little thong and bra, it didn't have to end like this, but we are going to teach you a lesson you will never forget, and when we are done with you, you are always going to show us nothing but respect, is that clear?" Veronica said, sounding even scarier than usual.
"Y-yes." I murmured out in a soft tone, tears running down my cheek again.
Veronica dug her large black boot deeper into my back, causing a large amount of pain.
"ANSWER SO I CAN HEAR YOU!" She demanded.
"YES!!!" I shout out in a desperate plea.
She takes her boot out of my back and steps backward as I continue to lay face down on the floor, still as possible, small tears still falling from my eyes.
"This is how all you preppy little cheerleaders need to be treated, you all need to be put in your proper place." Veronica said as she started to walk around my frozen body in circles.
"That's right!" Eva yelled.
"Put that weak little cheerleader in her place Veronica!" Blair cheered.
"Hand me my camera from my bag Blair, it's time for a photoshoot." Veronica ordered.
Blair walked over and grabbed the camera from Veronica's bookbag as I continued to lay lifeless on the dirty gym floor, completely defeated and void of any resistance.
The next thing I hear is the unmistakable sound of a camera snapping pictures.
Eva and Blair were both giggling like children as Veronica walked around my body taking pictures of me in different angles.
"Turn over. Now." Veronica ordered in her usual commanding voice.
Once again I instantaneously complied. It was like there was something in my brain forcing me to obey Veronica's orders.
The first thing I see when I turn over onto my back is Veronica standing right over me with what looked like a pretty expensive camera in her hands taking pictures of me.
It was in this moment as I looked up at Veronica taking pictures of my half nude body lying on the gym floor that something inside me had accepted that I had been defeated. These Goth Queens had almost effortlessly dominated and humiliated me and my weak pathetic attempt to defend myself against them was laughable. I wasn't even crying or shaking anymore, it was like I had a transformation inside my body. I knew it was over, I was thoroughly defeated. My best option at this point was to do whatever they say and hope they take mercy on me. Resistance would only cause more pain I told myself in my head.
"Stop looking so sad, this is a happy moment for you, now look at the camera and give a big smile!" Veronica ordered.
I simply looked at the camera and smiled, just as I was asked. Almost immediately the sound of the camera snapping pics echoed through the locker room once again. There was no telling what they would do with these pictures.
"Oh man these are turning out great girls!" Veronica said as she continued to snap more pictures. She must have taken over 100 pictures by now.
"Oh this is so exciting!" Eva screeched.
"We are going to have these forever!" Blair said.
"Let's get one more pose then we will be all done." Veronica said as she backed up.
"Okay Biz, I want you to get on your hands and knees, head down with your butt in the air for me."
Once again, like I was in some sort of trance, I did exactly as instructed in record speed, I even surprised myself by how quickly I got into position.
"Wow! She really listens to you Veronica!" Eva commented.
"She knows who the boss is!" Veronica exclaimed with a laugh.
"Oh fuck, these pics are turning out to be so god damn hot!" Veronica yelled.
I felt almost emotionless as Veronica took pictures of my offered up thong covered ass. It was hard to even accept that this was really happening. But in my confused, defeated head I just kept telling myself over and over that it will be done with soon. Just give them what they want and they will let you leave and go home, or so I thought.
"Alright girls, that's over 200 pictures taken, I think we have more than enough now!" Veronica stated, sounding satisfied.
Veronica walked over to her bag and placed her camera back as Eva walked directly behind me as I remained in position with my head down and ass up.
"Veronica?" Eva asked.
"What is it babe?"
"Can I spank her please?" Eva asked nicely, like a kid asking her mom for a treat.
"You may give her one spanking but not too hard, she's been an obedient good girl the last couple minutes so she doesn't deserve any super hard spankings." Veronica said in her usual alpha voice.
Just when I thought this situation couldn't get anymore bizarre, something inside my body tingled a little bit when I heard Veronica call me a good girl, it was like I almost felt proud, leaving me even more confused, my brain and body were responding to this entire situation so differently.
Those confusing thoughts were then interrupted as I was spanked for the third time today, this time much lighter as Eva smacked my right butt cheek.
"God what a hot ass! I want to spank her more!" Eva begged.
"You'll have plenty more opportunities to spank our cute little cheerleader." Veronica said.
Veronica then walked up to me and stopped right next to my head before ordering me to look up at her while still on my knees.
I looked up in astonishment at the girl who stood over me. She was unlike anything I've ever encountered before in my life. Absolutely terrifying and powerful, commanding and sometimes complimentary, extreme confidence that I could only dream of having. The worst part about her was that she was right about what she said earlier, I did feel like I was superior to her, and girls like her, I felt because I was a cheerleader and hung out in the popular crowd that I was simply better, but she has without a doubt proven that to be false, as I knelt before her half naked, I realized that she was infact better than me, superior to me, for making me submit so easily. As I looked deeper into her pitch black eyes I started to accept all of this in my head, it was like a revelation that was transforming my mind and body. Veronica owned me, and I knew it, and she knew it too.
"Elizabeth." Veronica spoke, snapping me out of my trance.
"We aren't finished with you yet, in fact, we have only just begun, we are taking you under our control, we have always wanted to have a little cheerleader as a pet, and you are absolutely perfect, I mean just look at you, you're the cutest little thing ever, and we will take good care of you, that is ofcourse, if you're a good girl and learn to obey. Because I want you to understand something, if you try to resist at all, in any way possible, we will absolutely make your life a living hell, and we don't want that, now do we?" Veronica said, as I stared directly into her eyes.
"Are you going to be our good little cheerleader?" Veronica asked, as we both stared deeply into each other's eyes.
"Yes." I replied without skipping a beat, unable to stare away from her, It was like I was becoming hypnotized staring into the blackness of her eyes.
"Such a good girl. We placed your bookbag next to your shirt and shorts that are still lying on the floor behind you." Veronica says as she bends down and hands me a piece of paper.
"This is the address to my house, you are going to show up tonight at 7:00 PM on the dot wearing your school cheerleading outfit, in full makeup, bow on head."
"If you don't show up we are going to print those pictures we just took of you and drop them all over the school tomorrow, we will make sure every student sees you in your cute little bra and thong, but that won't be necessary, because you're going to show up right on time, isn't that right?"
"Yes, Veronica." I reply in a hypnotized monotone voice.
"Awesome, see you then!" Veronica says as she bends down onto her knees, leans forwards and plants a huge kiss right on my forehead.
Just when I thought I couldn't get anymore confused, Veronica's kiss sent really strange emotions all throughout my body that I just couldn't explain.
Veronica then gets up and starts to walk away, before pausing and turning around.
"Oh, almost forgot, one more thing." Veronica said as she walked back up to me, her large black boots almost touching my knees as I continued to kneel.
"I want three kisses on this boot, then I want three more on this boot, got it?" Veronica ordered, while pointing down to her large black boots.
Once again, upon hearing orders from the deep domineering voice of Veronica, I didn't think, I just reacted. I bent my head down and pelted her right boot with three kisses, then turned my head slightly and placed three more kisses on her left boot, then looked back up at her.
"Such a good little girl." Veronica complimented, a satisfied look on her face.
"She's so submissive!" Blair laughed.
"We are going to have so much fun with her tonight!" Eva shouted in excitement.
And just like that, Veronica, Eva and Blair walked out the locker room, leaving me in my bra and thong sitting on the floor.
Slowly I rise to my feet and walk over to my bookbag that they had stolen earlier. I open it up and pull out my mini skirt and sleeveless shirt I had worn to school and put them on and just sit on the bench.
No matter how hard I tried I couldn't understand what just happened. But what confused me the most was me. Why was I so scared of them to begin with? Why didn't I do more to defend myself? Why was I so submissive to Veronica's commands? Why did my body feel weird feelings during that whole ordeal? Nothing made sense. And to be honest, I didn't want to know the answer to alot of those questions.
All I knew was that my life would never be the same, and I had a date at Veronica's house at 7 that I had to show up to, or else my life would really be over. I checked my phone, it was already 4PM. I needed to go. No one must ever know what happened in the girl's locker room today. No one can ever find out. The humiliation I suffered at the hands of the Goth Queens today must stay between us.
I looked down at the piece of paper.
Veronica's house at 7:00 PM. In my cheerleading outfit. I'll be there.
THE END OF PART 1
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