Bring It On: All or Nothing Page #5

hard?

Harder.

Especially for a cheer whore.

Hold up.

Who are you calling a ho?

I've got a rape whistle

and mace.

Give me that.

Back up, mall rat.

Look, calm down.

They're my friends.

Sh*t, I don't even like you

and I treat you

like a better friend.

Good, because

she's going to need one.

Let's go, Winnie.

Oh, hey, Britney,

you dropped something.

What?

Your face.

What is your problem?

Let's see. Now that

you're gone, and

your reputation is trashed,

I don't believe

I have a problem.

You want me to cut her?

You miss cheering for them,

don't you?

No.

Maybe.

Well, you better

figure it out,

because you need to decide

who you're cheering for.

You're watching

Cheer TV!

Rihanna Cheer-Off Countdown

The odds-on favorite

in next month's competition

for the Rihanna TV special

is Pacific Vista.

We practice it

every single day,

getting it perfect.

Discipline

and precision keep them

on top of their cheer tier.

One, two, three...

As captain

Winnie Harper says,

We always bring it,

and we always win.

Well, good luck,

Pacific Vista.

Go, Pirates!

Watch and learn.

All right, y'all. Come here,

come here. Before we start,

I have an announcement.

And I'm only going

to say this once,

so pay attention.

Look, we're gonna use

these steps y'all came up with

as a team.

Wait a second.

I've been telling you

since day one,

add krumping,

and you've just

blown me off...

Look, are y'all done?

I'm not...

Yeah, she is.

Then get your little white ass

over here

and teach me the steps.

What's the matter with her?

You know, I think it's

caffeine withdrawal. Coffee's

like crack to white people.

I guess.

I want those calves to burn.

Five more.

Come on, you guys.

We need to go over

this new choreography.

Jesse, show us

how it's supposed to go.

That thing kind of suits you.

Five, six, seven, eight.

Three, four, five and six.

What are they doing?

It's a helicopter.

No, I know what it is.

It's dangerous.

Why are they doing it?

Because I said so.

Push!

Come on. Come on.

Five, six, seven, eight.

Five, six, seven, eight.

Okay.

Hold it, hold it.

...six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight.

Good job. Happy Halloween!

Trick or treat?

How about treat?

Can you hand me the white?

Thanks.

Come on, you guys.

How many times

do we have to do this?

Finally.

One, two.

Good work, y'all.

That routine

was the business, right?

Yeah.

We're only gonna have

one chance, y'all,

to clean that up

in the game this Friday

against Pomona.

All right.

Right.

Bye, y'all.

See you, Camille.

Britney. Hey, hey. Brit.

Let's go to the beach.

In November?

I thought

we were going to the beach.

This is the beach.

Tar beach. That's what

they called it where

my grandparents hooked up.

Where did they

immigrate from?

Brooklyn.

For real.

They say

it was really dangerous

back in the day.

Funny thing is, they moved

here to keep their kids

away from gangs.

Wrong.

Everything looks better

up here.

Things do when you step back

and take a good look.

You know,

Camille's right about me.

The squad's the only place

I'll ever fit in.

But she needs to know

she can't mess with me.

Camille can take care

of herself. She used to be

a gangbanger.

What? She could kill me!

I'm playing with you, Britney.

That is so not funny!

I saw Boyz n The Hood.

And I saw Clueless,

but I still came up here

with you.

Yeah.

Guess that shows how little

we know about each other.

So far.

Jesse, I have a...

I thought you wanted me to.

I did, but... I have a...

I have to go.

Who's playing with who?

So,

now you call me back?

Look, I know you're mad at me,

but I have dirt.

Spill.

Okay.

I kissed

another boy tonight.

Who? Where?

His name's Jesse.

On the mouth.

No.

Yes. What if Brad finds out?

Brad's

been studying with Winnie.

So?

He's our star athlete, Brit.

When did he ever study?

So, when you say study,

you mean...

Look, we both know the only

reason she wants Brad

is because he's yours.

So, what are you

going to do about it?

I don't know.

Well, you better figure it out

before the homecoming dance

Friday.

Oh, sh*t. I totally forgot

about the dance.

What am I going to do?

IDK, but you really need

to think about this.

You've already lost your team.

Do you want to lose Brad, too?

...high school boys.

They be all up on you

and stuff.

I know, girl.

They be doing the most.

Who you going with?

Well, I was thinking...

Hey, guys.

I have some bad news.

What's up?

I can't cheer at the game

on Friday.

Why not?

Because...

This better be good.

Oh, it is.

My dog died.

You're missing our game

for a dog?

He wasn't just any dog.

I've had him

since I was a little girl.

What the dog's name?

Nike. His name was Nike.

Wait. You named your dog

after a shoe?

Your sister's

named after a car.

No, Mercedes is named

after my grandmother.

Whatever.

Anyway,

Nike's memorial service

is on Friday.

You're having a funeral

for a dog?

He wasn't just a dog.

He was a member of the family.

Dang, man. White people

are crazy about their pets.

Yes, we are.

And I know you'll hate me

for missing the game,

but I know Nike

would have wanted it this way.

Hey, who am I to stand between

a white girl and her dead dog?

Thank you, Camille.

Hey, Brit. Hurry up, okay?

It's a long drive

back to Pacific Vista.

I'm almost ready!

Hey, yo. Britney lives here?

I've delivered here.

Damn, my house

is nicer than this.

I'll get it.

Hey, it's the pizza dude.

Man, you're a cheer-queer,

too? You're never

going to get laid.

Brad, who was at the...

Wow.

You people

are really dressed up

for a dog's funeral.

Oh, babe, did your dog die?

Wait a minute. No.

You don't have a dog, do you?

Look, Brad,

I'll explain it to you later.

Jesse, what are you guys

doing here?

She told me about your dog,

so I came along

to offer my condolences.

But I see

you've already been condoled.

Dude, you have a problem?

Dude, step off.

Dude, I will beat you down.

Dude, I'll beat

the dude out of you.

Whoa, whoa! Enough.

Look, I never had a dog.

I just...

I just needed an excuse

to get out

of the game tonight.

Why?

Because I promised

I'd go to homecoming

with Brad.

And Brad is...

Her boyfriend.

Yeah, see, it's funny

'cause she never mentioned

a boyfriend.

She never mentioned

a lot of things.

Like the fact

that she's a liar.

I mean, were you even really

a captain or did you

make that sh*t up, too?

Britney,

what's going on?

Look,

it's just a misunderstanding.

Yeah, I misunderstood a lot.

You're off the squad.

For missing one game?

No.

For finally deciding

who you're cheering for.

Hey, I've got

a surprise for you. Just go.

Okay.

Hold on.

Hey, hey!

Brad, is this

what I think it is?

Well, open it up.

It's a surprise.

I wanted tonight

to be special or something.

What is this?

That is our room key.

You're welcome.

You know, I just figured

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