All Cheerleaders Die Page #3

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the f*** up for two seconds.

I'm not Hanna.

Think. Gotta wake up. Okay.

I just gotta...

Eat.

Friggin' goat milk.

Buenos dias.

Um, hello?

Buenos dias.

I'm Larry.

God, I'm freaking

starving, Larry.

- Uh...

- What's for breakfast?

So you told me to focus

on what I wanted, and I did.

I couldn't get you to stop

panicking behind the wheel.

It was Manny.

- I remember that and then...

- So, now...

Now I can be with Manny.

And the car was full of water

and everything is upside down.

I mean, I'm sure the stones

are just trying to get us back,

- right?

- I'm trying to get us out, but I can't

- Right?

- because of the f***ing child locks.

It was my fault.

I crashed us

and now, God is punishing me.

Martha was driving.

- I was.

- She was.

Oh, my God. I swear to God,

I'm gonna kill somebody.

I'm the only one you could

kill at this point, Maddy.

Because you died last night.

All four of you died.

Uh...

Real milk.

The b*tches think I'm crazy, but,

I drink like half a gallon a day.

I've kept my mouth shut about you

and your mom's crazy wicca bullshit

for as long

as I possibly can, Leena.

- What's a wicca?

- No, it's not exactly as wicca.

Leena's a witch.

That's not nice, Maddy. You

shouldn't call people names.

No, she's right.

I am a witch.

At least she thinks she is.

Are you okay?

- I feel good.

Maybe, maybe...

You should go lay down.

At your own house. I mean, you

should lay down at your own house.

My head's hot.

It is hot.

The rest of you is cold.

And then

you start stalking me?

When you have no idea

the sh*t that I'm up to.

No idea what

I'm going through.

You think everything

is about you.

That is your problem, Leena.

You think everything

I do is about...

What are you doing?

You feel mine, right?

- Oh, what? Your broken heart?

Give me a break.

What do you feel now?

We can hear the sound

of your heart.

You can...

What?

What did you do?

I saved you.

Wait a minute.

Leena!

Leena!

I'm sorry, Larry.

I think,

my friends are hungry.

What?

Are you kidding me?

This is...

This is, uh...

I feel freaking fantastic.

Do you, um...

All feel better?

Stronger?

Yes! Oh, my God! Yes!

It worked!

What works, this?

My crazy wicca bullshit,

it works!

These work.

Then why am I

in my sister's body, Leena?

Why would you do that to me?

I don't know,

I wasn't trying to, Martha.

You can change us back, right?

I don't know.

Chop, chop, girls. School's,

like, in a half hour,

we totally got to go.

Who's driving?

My car broke down last night,

we walked here.

Sh*t!

I can't be seen walking

to school on the first day.

F*** school. Look at what we

just did to Leena's neighbor.

Whatever.

We can sit around

and sing Kumbaya

if it's gonna

make you feel better, but...

Tracy, shut the f*** up.

Sure,

I'll shut the f*** up

as soon as someone tells me

who's driving me to school.

Uh, what about his car?

You weren't wrong about the hot

young tail up in this b*tch, huh?

Ladies...

Let me the first to welcome

you to Blackfoot High.

I'm Terry.

- We know who you are.

Yeah, we do.

This here is the star

quarterback, Mr. Vik De Palma.

Go ahead. Feel the arm,

girls. Don't be shy.

There's more than enough

to go around.

It's so hard.

Can you give some love

to my boy, Manny

And Ben.

Hi, guys!

Hey.

Give them some love.

My dogs bleed on the field

every day for this school.

Wow.

- Do you have Facebook?

So, how's the...

F***!

I like your shirt.

So, let's talk soon.

Hi, Vik!

Are you okay?

No.

Can I talk to you

for a second?

Yeah, of course.

Come on.

Clear the road, puppies.

Bloodhound b*tches

in the house, ya'll.

Vik?

Look at her in that suit,

she looks like such a slut.

Mmm-hmm.

Psst! Yo, b*tch!

Cell phones off, people.

What are the odds, Ben.

We're table mates.

It sounded like...

You're speaking my language.

You guys are okay?

Sure.

We tried to help you guys,

we just... We...

You know, we couldn't

get down there...

Hey, hey, hey.

No harm, no foul, right?

Get me high after class,

we'll call it even.

Oh, shave my ball sack.

- Leena. Leena Miller.

- Who?

Leena Miller. I'm not

f***ing with you, dude.

She was making these little

stones float in the air.

- It was f***ing magic, dude.

- Oh, it's f***ing magic, dude.

You know what? F***

you. F*** you. F*** you.

What's up, Terry?

Wow, Hanna.

Didn't know you had tits.

If she's a dog.

She must have six more

hidden somewhere, dude.

So, there's two things you

gotta know about George's van.

One, there's always

a weed stash.

And two, it's never locked.

And three,

it smells like dick.

Hi, guys!

Terry, how's your hand?

Punched his girlfriend in

the face. I mean, you know.

That sh*t can hurt the puncher

as much as the punchee, so...

Maddy and I had a little fling

over the summer.

I guess she's still

a bit sore from it.

All right, we're gonna go.

We'll see you guys later.

Remember the

buddy system, girls.

There's only one outcome when

people play games with me, Maddy.

- They lose.

- Playtime's over, Terry.

What happened last night?

You know,

before last night,

I was just gonna ruin

your senior year.

But now...

I'm gonna have to kill you.

Just watch your mouth, dyke.

Oh!

Oh!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Let's go, man.

Let's go!

Uh, what the f***

is going on?

Somebody got f***ed, somebody

got killed and I'm going to PE.

Come on.

Martha! I'm so, so happy

you're okay.

I was drunk and I was stoned,

I didn't know what to...

For real?

- Right.

- Mmm-hmm.

Whoa!

Wow!

Oh, my goodness.

What?

Jesus Christ, Martha.

Sh*t, I didn't mean

to say his name.

I know you hate that.

Oh, God. I'm sorry.

Did I do it again?

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Wanna see something?

Yeah.

You sure you want

our first time to be here?

- In the handicap bathroom?

- Mmm-hmm

- Yeah.

- I love you, Martha.

I want you to call me Hanna.

What?

Check this out.

Oh, sh*t!

Tracy, that...

F***ing disgusting.

Please, just call me Hanna.

Okay. Hanna.

Okay.

- Okay.

- Oh, I love you Hanna!

Oh.

Uh, are you okay?

- Yeah!

- Oh, it's cold.

Ugh!

It's cold.

Oh, it's cold.

Oh, help me, Jesus.

Oh, help me, Jesus.

- There you go.

- Yeah, you can do it. It's nice.

- So, how are you feeling? It's all right.

- Feeling good?

Oh, sh*t.

Uh, what the f***

is going on?

Somebody got f***ed, somebody

got killed and I'm going to PE.

We should never have

come to school.

Hey, b*tches!

- Who was it?

- What do you mean?

Ben.

At least it's not more

innocent blood on our hands.

No more feeding

at school.

Don't do that.

Anyone else seen this?

No.

Let's keep it that way.

- Sorry, Nicholas.

- A**hole!

I've been waiting for this

for so long.

- Vik. Dude, it happened.

- What's up?

- What happened?

- Dude, me, Martha, the handicap bathroom.

Dude, I was all up

in that sweet, sweet freezer.

What freezer?

What are you talking about?

- Hey, I didn't even know.

- Know what?

That it's cold in there.

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