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-You're Welcome.

Okay. Make Sure You Stretch

Those Muscles In Your Legs

First,

And Then Go Twice Around The

Field.

And I'm Going To Watch For The S

That Give 1 00 Percent.

Those Will Be The Girls

That Make First String.

Let's Go. Go!

Bend Your Legs, Stretch Them,

And Be Happy!

I Hope I Make First String.

Me Too.

The Only String You'll Need Is A

String To Keep Up Those Ratty

Shorts.

Give Me The Ball!

Over Here!

Do You Mind?!

I'm Sorry.

You Should Be.

[ Sighs ]

Way To Go, Mia.

What?

You're Being Just As Mean

As Mia Is.

I Am Not.

Can You At Least Try To Be Nice?

Even If It's Only On The

Surface.

Okay.

-I'll Try.

-Thanks.

Claire!

Mm-Hmm. Mm-Hmm.

Very Nice.

Whoa, Whoa! Fruit? That's It?

Fruit Makes Me Hurl.

-Nice Visual, Emily.

-I Thought So.

How About Some Fried Chicken?

No?

Biscuits?

Pie!

Pizza?

Next Week, Okay?

I'm Trying Out For Head Cheerler

This Afternoon.

No More Junk Food.

I Need Lots Of Energy.

Are You Calling My Food Junk?

Just The Fried Stuff.

I Adore Your Food.

You Know I Do.

You're Forgiven.

[ Snaps Fingers ]

Move It Out!

Come Sit With Us, Paige.

Can I Sit With You Guys?

Sorry, We're Talking About Girl

Stuff.

Emily:

But I'm A Girl.

Yeah, But You're A Little Girl.

I May Be Little,

But I've Got A Big Mouth.

Health Food?

Gag Me.

Do You Want To Get Some Snacks

From The Vending Machines?

I Do! I Do! I Do!

Not Happening!

I'm Gonna Go Tell The Principal!

Sorry. I'm Broke.

My Dad Put A Stop Payment

On My Allowance.

No Worries.

Look What I've Got.

We Can Get Whatever We Want

Whenever We Want.

Where'd You Get That?

-That's For Me To Know.

-Isn't That Stealing?

You're Such A Goody-Goody!

Taylor, Do You Want To Go Work

On Your Cheer Routine After

Class?

Okay. Thanks.

You Are Trying Out?

Uh-Huh. Why?

Just Wondering.

You Know I'm Going To Be Head Cr

Again, Just Like Always, Right?

[ Scoffs ]

Don't Listen To Her.

You'll Make It.

I Hope So.

Don't You Ever Get Tired Of

Reading?

No. Not Really.

Do You Like This One,

Or Do You Like This One?

Mm, That One.

Okay.

Remember This Morning

When Brad Knocked All That Stuff

Onto The Floor?

Now, Where Are

Those Dark Purple Shoes?

I Found This.

I Think It Was On The Bulletin

Board.

So? It Is A Bulletin Board, You

Know.

But Read It.

''Cheerleaders Are Ick,

And They're Going To Get Sick.

Signed, A Friend.''

What Does It Mean?

What Do You Mean,

''What Does It Mean''?

It's Just A Dumb Note.

So, You Don't Think It's Real?

Claire, You Read

Too Many Mystery Stories.

It's Probably Just Emily.

She Loves To Pull Pranks

On Everybody.

She's Annoying,

But She's Completely Harmless.

Coach:

Nice Job, Girls!

Very Nice!

Are You Okay, Coach Hallows?

Me? I'm Fine. Why?

Never Mind.

Yeah, Just. . .

''Go Danforth''!

Hey, Um, Taylor,

I Can Tell You've Been Working

On Your Routine.

Nice.

-Coach:
Keep It Up! Keep It Up!

-Taylor:
Okay, Thanks. I Will.

[ Mocking ] ''Okay, Coach Hallo.

Whatever You Say, Coach

Hallows.''

Coach Really Likes You, Taylor.

Really? You Think So?

Yeah. I Saw Her Watching You A

Lot.

How Can You Tell Who She's Watc?

She's Half Blind.

Anyway, She Always Feels Sorry

For The Underdog.

-Woof, Woof!

-You're Just Jealous.

[ Scoffs ]

Oh, Please!

You Do Know My Father

Made A Sizable Donation

To The Academy This Year,

Don't You?

Coach Hallows Is Going To Pick

The Best Girl For Head

Cheerleader,

The One Who Works The Hardest.

[ Both Laugh Sarcastically ]

Some People Are So Na.I.Ve.

Completely.

Don't Listen To Them. Come On.

Let's Go.

Oh-Ho!

[ Squeaks ]

Excellent!

A Clean Kitchen Is A Happy

Kitchen!

Yes, Sergeant.

How Did That Routine Go Again?

I Don't Know.

I Totally Messed Up That Cheer.

Yeah.

So, How Did Tryouts Go?

Okay, I Guess.

I Am Going To Totally Blame Youf

Riley Makes Head Cheerleader

Again.

It's Hard Enough Passing Her

In The Hallway

With Her Head As Big As It Is.

I'll Try My Best.

Hey, Why The Kitchen Duty?

What Gross And Infantile Thing

Did You Do This Time?

You Don't Want To Know.

Trust Me.

Oh, I Totally Messed Up

On My Routine.

You Did Okay. Really.

Yeah. I'm Sure The Coach

Didn't Even Notice When You. .

. Fell.

Do You Really Think So?

Yeah. They Were Much Too Busy

Watching Riley's Cradle Catch

To See What The Rest Of Us

Were Doing.

That Was Amazing.

I Know. I Saw It.

Maybe Riley

Won't Make It This Year.

You Never Know.

Miracles Do Happen.

Only In Movies.

Are You Okay, Vanessa?

Oh, I Don't Feel So Good.

I Think I'm Gonna. . .

Hey, Wait For Me!

Nice Try Today, Taylor,

But Not Quite Good Enough, I

Think.

Not Even Close.

Oh, But Don't Worry.

My Parents Are Thinking

Of Sending Me To Eastridge Next

Year,

So Maybe Then.

Is This Room Swaying?

Oh!

Oh. . .

Hey! You Look Pretty Bad.

Thanks.

Nurse Betty:
Here, Take This.

No! No! No, Not On The Floor!

Here You Go.

Take Some Of These.

[ Girls Moan ]

I Need Help! Somebody! Stat!

Oh! Burn.

Nurse Betty:

^Il Need Help In Here! Help!

That Sounds Interesting.

Nurse Betty:

^Ihello? Somebody!

Should We?

I Think We Should.

Nurse Betty:
You Poor Thing.

All In Your Hair.

-This Is Freaky.

-What Are You Talking About?

Remember, The Note About All

The Cheerleaders Getting Sick?

Claire, It's Just A Coincidence.

Don't Just Stand There!

Go Get Oscar!

[ Romantic Music

Plays Via Headphones ]

You Know It's Real, Baby.

[ Switches Music To Jazz Fusion

]

What Y'all Want?

-We Need A Mop.

-And A Bucket.

What For?

Lots Of Kids Are Sick.

After Hours, Though.

Not My Job.

Nurse Betty Sent Us To Get You.

Bucket.

Mop.

[ Switches Back To Romantic

Track ]

Where's Oscar?

He Said It Was After Hours.

What?!

If I Have To Work Overtime,

So Does He!

I'll Be Right Back.

After Hours!

I'll Show Him After Hours!

I'm Missing The Season Premiere

Of My Favorite Show!

Nurse Betty:

Let's Go, Emily!

I'm On It!

[ Nurse Betty Grunts ]

[ Tv Show Plays In The

Background ]

You Look Really Bad.

So I've Been Told.

We Need To Talk To You. Now.

-Now?

-Both:
Now.

[ Taylor Groans ]

Here. Look At This.

Where Did You Get It?

We Found It On The Bulletin Boa.

We Thought It Was Some Kind Of

Joke.

Emily Pulling A Prank Or

Something.

-Maybe It's A Coincidence.

-That's What I Said.

Paige:
Or Maybe Some Type

Of Food Poisoning.

Taylor:

No. Think About It.

We All Ate Dinner In The Cafete,

And Only The Cheerleaders Got

Sick.

[ Groans ]

I'm Still Not Feeling So Good,

So If You Guys Wouldn't Mind.

Claire:
Hope You Feel Better.

See You, Paige.

Night.

[ Taylor Gags ]

[ Telephone Rings ]

Hello. Danforth Academy.

It's For You.

[ Chuckles ]

Hello. Danforth Academy.

Principal Littman Speaking.

Yes, There Was Some Sort Of Bug,

But No Need To Worry.

Everyone Is Back To Normal

Today.

Uh. . .

Yes, Yes, Of Course.

No Food Poisoning.

No, Absolutely Not.

Okay. Okay.

Thank You. Bye-Bye.

[ Telephone Rings ]

Hello. Danforth Academy.

This Is Principal Littman

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