"Thanks Beth, you're the best."
Beth frowned. Something seemed wrong for almost a second there. She wasn't sure what, her name was Beth wasn't it?
She focused on the plan. It was just like something out of a play. Or an old movie. She loved the drama of it.
She turned from her locker and nearly bumped into another girl, an African American dressed in a cheerleading outfit.
It was Allison Wright.The ranks of the cheerleaders had started to shift. With Gloria as head cheerleader, and Tiffany, the cheerleading slut gone, and the meanest of the football team all gone, cheerleaders were pretty and popular, but people didn't really think of them as bitches.
The remaining cheerleaders had either adapted, or would adapt soon.
Allison blinked, confused. There weren't that many non-whites in the school. She'd always stuck out for that reason. She'd never seen this girl before...
