Bring It On: All or Nothing Page #3

Cheerleading tryouts tomorrow

after school in the north gym.

Now, your Warriors JV team!

Damn, you must really be

into me to be following me

around all day.

I didn't know

you were a cheerleader.

It's not usually

the first thing I tell a girl.

Why not?

'Cause the cute ones

don't really go

for queerleaders.

I'm a cheerleader, too.

Well, I was.

I know.

How?

'Cause your biceps

are as hard as a rock.

You got a little bit

of a turn-out, but

too many muscles for a dancer,

so it's gymnast

or cheerleader.

You've been watching me.

You got a nice ass, too.

You coming to tryouts?

No. I can never cheer again.

Why not?

Because I swore that I...

It's complicated.

Don't even waste your time,

Jesse.

She can't hang.

Camille,

you don't even know her.

Oh, I know her.

Miss fancy-fingernails-

shimmy-shimmy lip-gloss-

Barbie.

She don't got what it takes

to be a Warrior.

Look, my old squad

would have made yours

look like newbies.

Prove it.

Yeah, show us what you got.

Or what she don't got.

And if I make the squad?

Not likely.

Not interested.

Keep fronting, white girl.

You ain't fooling nobody.

So,

all of y'all think

y'all good enough

to be cheerleaders.

That's funny.

Well, unless you can

do this...

Come on, Leti!

Don't waste our time.

And if you can't do this...

Get them, Kirresha.

Then why

are you still here?

And don't you think

you're gonna be able to get by

without being able to do this.

Come on, boys.

Let's go, Jesse.

Bye-bye.

Or this...

That's right. That's right.

Oh,

now you see what it takes

to really be a Warrior.

This is more like it.

Now, pay attention, 'cause

I'm only gonna say this once.

Now you can start.

All right,

this is how it's going down.

I'm gonna do a routine

and I'll do it

a couple of times.

But if you can't keep up,

you're cut.

Now, if anybody survives,

then we'll decide if you're

good enough to be a Warrior.

Y'all got that?

All right, follow me.

Five, six, seven, eight.

One and two

and three and four,

five, six, seven, eight.

One and two

and three and four,

five, six... Watch those feet.

One and two

and three and four,

five, six, seven, eight.

One and two and three

and four, five, six,

seven... Let's try it.

One and two

and three and four,

five, six, seven... Let's go.

One and two and three

and four, five, six...

You can't keep up, white girl?

One, two, three, four,

five, six... Last time.

One and two

and three and four,

five, six, seven, eight.

One and two

and three and four,

five, six, seven, eight.

One and two

and three and four,

five, six, seven, eight.

One and two

and three and four,

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight.

Five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four.

That's the best you got?

Damn,

vanilla latte got skills.

Yeah, you've gotta put her

on our squad.

She was not that good.

Girl, don't even trip,

you know she was on point.

Why are you

fronting like that? You know

she's was the business.

All right, you what?

Y'all need to chill.

Hey, Barbie.

It's Britney.

Whoever.

You get to call yourself

a cheerleader again.

IDTS.

No thanks.

You know,

there are a hundred girls

who would kill for this spot?

Good. Then you don't need me.

See you.

Girl, we need her.

We got to fill that spot,

Camille.

I said, no. So did she.

Reality check,

Camille. She's the only one

with enough cheer experience.

Powderpuff is as good

as any of us.

Word.

Y'all, she's rude. Conceited.

And she think she all that.

Name one cheerleader

who doesn't.

Do it for the squad.

What the hell?

She's already acting

like a Warrior.

Look, we both know

you don't have any place

to fit in here

except for the squad.

What, are you

cheer pimping now?

What's that supposed to mean?

I'm not a cheer whore.

You're not a cheerleader,

either.

If you were,

you'd have to cheer.

'Cause I hear PV

is a cheer-or-die

type of squad.

Huh, and your squad

couldn't touch us.

Us?

You don't cheer for them

anymore.

The way I see it,

you got two choices here.

Either be at our practice,

or b*tch from the bleachers

by yourself.

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so you cheerleaders

get those routines...

Hey, how'd it go?

Did you join the squad?

They hate me.

Oh, they don't hate you.

And I promised my friends

that I would

never cheer again.

Well, what kind of friends

would ask you to quit

something that you love?

You don't understand.

Britney, honey, we can never

give up cheering,

not completely.

I cheer for your daddy

every night.

Okay,

you didn't need to hear that.

But I also cheer for you.

I even cheer

for myself sometimes.

Spirit is what makes life fun

even when it isn't.

And there's only

one question here.

Do you love cheerleading?

Yes.

Yes. Well, then,

do what's right for you.

And your real friends

will just be happy

that you're happy.

Now come

and help Mommy unpack.

But our routines

are choreographed

for ten girls, not nine.

And we gonna make it eight

if you don't stop whining.

Don't be getting mad at me

because that chica blanca

turned you down.

Hey, Frosted Flake

in the house.

Hey, Buffy. Ready to be

my baby's mama?

Tyson.

Do it again,

and I'm plucking grapes.

Or in your case, raisins.

Got it?

Yeah.

Okay.

Okay.

Damn, Tyson, that's what

your nasty ass gets.

Hi, I'm Kirresha.

Hi, I'm...

Oh, girl,

I know who you are.

You was killing at the tryouts

the other day.

When I saw you, I was like,

"Damn. That girl

know how to cheer

her butt off."

What little butt you do have.

We need to fatten you up

just a little bit, baby.

Have you ever had

fried Twinkies?

Fried Twinkies?

So, what made you

change your mind?

Oh, I figured

if I was cheering, this place

might suck a little less.

I love your school spirit.

Everybody, this is Britney.

What?

Oh, nothing.

I'm just surprised

you know my name.

I was expecting you to

introduce me as White Girl.

Oh? Well, my bad.

Everybody,

this white girl's name

is Britney.

You happy?

Ecstatic.

Good. Now we can get started.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Say check it out

Say what?

Warriors is our name

And cheering is our game

We've got winning on our mind

And...

We're mighty fine

Yeah.

See, that was good.

I can't hear y'all. Again.

Warriors is our name

And cheering is our game

We've got winning on our mind

And...

We're mighty fine

Say what?

We're mighty fine

Crenshaw Heights!

Britney Cheers, what was that?

Spirit fingers.

Everybody does spirit fingers.

I've got a spirit finger

for you.

Oh, so you're the only one

who can contribute ideas?

That's right.

This is not a cheer-ocracy.

And there's room

for one captain only.

You understand that?

Whatever.

All right, we need

to work on these stunts

for this audition.

What audition?

The Rihanna TV special.

We need them computers.

You can visit my website,

Cheerwhore. Com.

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five, six, seven, eight.

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