"What was that about?" Penny Whitefield asked Lucy. Penny, who had been placed in Zelda's old family was a girl next door type with long brunette hair.
"I guess those cheerleaders got their hooks in Susan. I told her what I thought of them, and she thinks I'm just jealous." Lucy sighed and shook her head.
"You know Susan has been dying to be part of the popular crowd for a long time. I just hope she doesn't forget about us to get there." Penny looked after their friend with the blonde hair sadly.
'I can't believe Lucy is jealous of me. I bet she doesn't want me to stand out more than her. She's always done well with her running, and she doesn't like the idea I'll be the one everyone is talking about. Yeah, that's it.' Susan thought to herself.
She knew that Coach Barry had a reputation for being selective about who she wanted on her squad. She knew other girls would kill to be in her shoes, scouted while just a freshmen personally by the coach. Hell, Susan had even been taken under Linda McMillan's wing. She could just picture being the new queen bee and running the school in just a few short years. She'd never need to feel insecure again.
'That twerp better be ready.' Linda thought to herself as she looked at Susan's back. She remembered paying her own dues on the road to the top. Her mother had instilled in her how important her image and use of her assets were from a young age. She was a McMillan, and that meant she was better than most anyone in town. She was sexy, rich, popular. What else was there to life?
"Hey Linda, we still on for dinner tonight?" Linda turned to find Biff. He was such a manly hunk, and while the other girls could only drool she was the one with the goods.
"Of course Biff. I expect you at my house and waiting for me by seven. Don't you dare be late." Linda knew she had to be forceful with the meathead. He looked good, but Biff could be such a moron.
"If he is does he not get to lap at your bowl? Oh, poor doggy better be careful or his bitch will be mad." The pair looked to see Gillian Daniels sneering at them.
"Piss off you freak. Why don't you go finger fuck yourself to some devil shit?" Linda fumed at the goth whore who'd dared make a mockery of her.
"Just a word of warning Biff. You already had to help a pregnant woman once. Be careful with that leash around your neck, or you may find you're stuck with the owner for good." Gillian cackled, the metal on her boots jangling as she walked away.
