Biff crumpled into his bed that night at 10:00. He was beat! At first he was confused why coach told him to go help the cheerleaders after he showed up at football practice, but after a couple minutes of working with them, he was in the zone! They even were letting him tell them what to do! It was probably some kind of leadership exercise coach was having him do. Might've been something for play-calling on the fly, too as he was forced to learn the names of all their moves to lead correctly. High-V, Bow & Arrow, High Clasp, Broken-T, Touchdown; he didn't know them all, but he was getting the hang of it. All that learning really tired him out. Longest practice he had in a while! And since when could he do a roundoff?
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Jon laid down in bed. His plan was moving along nicely, although a couple of times during the day he had to duck into closets and bathrooms to get away from Biff, who was heading straight for him. Should he be worried? Karyn didn't think so -- "pretty soon that meathead's going to be too concerned about his make up to even care about us." So Jon didn't worry too much. He wondered what tomorrow would bring.
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Biff was late for school. Again. The vanity that was set-up in his room was such a distraction! Ever since Amber told him that he'd look really cute if he penciled his eyebrows and tried wearing some mascara, he spent double the time getting ready! He'd have to adjust his routine.
The mustang roared to life as the new Katy Perry single blasted from the stereo. He had to admit, it* was *catchy. But this wasn't a pleasure listen, it was for work. His leadership exercises were getting more intense- he had to prepare the squad to perform at halftime! He wasn't going to let coach down. A little elbow grease and sparkles, and that cheerleading team would be ready for the big time -- with choreography that Biff wrote himself. He secretly hoped they'd even take his routine to nationals! That'd get him so many chicks.
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It was hard for Biff to sneak in the back door of the school unnoticed. The click-clack of his white heels echoed off tile floor like it was the bat-cave's worst nightmare. He should've rethought his shoes, but they made him* so *much taller! Intimidation was how Biff Meadows ran things, and with three-extra inches, you can bet no one would mess with him. He even wore a leather skirt and leopard print tank top to complete the tough guy look he was going for. That's why he picked today to talk to Jon. That twerp had to know what was going on with him, and he was going to find out one way or the other.
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Jon kept his head low all day. There was only one more day until the big game, and he couldn't risk being found out before his revenge took place. Not to mention pulverized, to boot. Although, seeing Biff shake down half the class in that leather mini skirt was hilarious, it's too bad Karyn was the only other person in on the joke. Although that would change soon.
