Varsity Blood Page #2
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- 2014
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Just forget you ever
heard that name, okay?
- Why? What's the big...
- I said forget it.
Hey, chill, Tina.
Graves is the one who
brought her up, remember?
Yeah, Tina.
Hannah didn't know.
Well, I wish we didn't
either, so she's the lucky one,
And principal graves can go
screw a heard of heifers
For all I care, so let's
just drop it.
Don't forget, girls.
6:
30 sharp on the field.I'm such a skank.
HANNAH:
I don't know howyou guys put up with her.
BLAINE:
Hey.You guys up for a
pre-Game shake at the shack?
LINDA:
Wow. Sounds like a plan.HEATHER:
You guys coming?No. Y'all go ahead.
I'm on a diet.
All right.
I'll see you at the game.
HANNAH:
What is with her?What did I say?
Uh, I don't know.
She's probably on her
period or something.
Don't even sweat it.
What do you say, uh,
you and I be all like, hey
And go back to my place
before the game?
Um, I actually told
Linda and heather
We'd go get a shake.
Do you want to come?
No. I'll probably just go to
mike's and play video games
Or something, all right?
Later, babe.
Bye.
Can we say choad?
Would one of you please
tell me who the hell Ginny is
And what happened back there?
Uh, I need a shake.
Diet's off. Let's go.
(DUCKS QUACKING)
Huh, okay, so you know how
sometimes like serious sh*t
Goes down in these
little Podunk towns
And nobody ever wants
to talk about it again?
Yeah. Kind of like my
mom is with my dad.
Exactly.
Okay, so last year before
you moved here,
The principal's daughter, Ginny,
was killed Halloween night.
She was murdered?
No. She died in an accident.
It was alcohol related,
wasn't it?
That's why you
didn't want to tell me.
I mean, when we met
back in august,
You were still so upset
over your dad.
It just never felt right.
So why did Tina get
so upset earlier?
I mean, were they friends?
We were all her friends,
And I guess it's still just
hard for us to think about.
I mean, Ginny was one of the
sweetest, softest,
Most genuine people
you'd ever meet.
I don't think there was
a single person at school
Who didn't just adore her.
Hell, even Tina liked her.
She was on the cheerleading
squad, wasn't she?
That, that's why graves
looked at us so weird earlier.
I mean, Ginny was captain
of the JV squad
Since we were freshmen, and
the apple of her daddy's eye.
Yeah!
That man used to be
one easy-Going chap,
But he's been grim as
all get out ever since.
Yeah. It kind of
reminds me of my mom.
I mean, he seemed to be holding
it together pretty well today.
Yeah. Well, someone had to.
Our buddy, Ben,
Damn near fell apart right
before our very eyes.
Who's Ben?
Ben Youngblood. You know,
as in rick Youngblood,
The honky tonky farmer
dating your hot mom?
Wait.
I didn't know rick had
another son other than mark.
Well, mark was actually
a year younger than Ben was.
Ben was in our class.
Was? What happened to him?
After Ginny died,
Ben's wagon snapped
right off it's hitch.
What he means is that
Ben went to rehab
And not the kind
where celebs go.
Janitor Fred found a bunch
of downer meds in his locker.
Supposedly, it was
what was left of his mom's
Prescription pills that she od'd
on when she committed suicide
A few years back.
Diarrhea mouth.
God.
No wonder Rick's been
so sympathetic to my mom,
But I can't believe he never
mentioned he had another son.
He just didn't want to put
that on her after everything
Y'all went through with your
dad anymore than we did you.
Or maybe he told her, and
she just didn't tell you.
Parents have a
way of hiding sh*t.
I'm just saying. Okay?
So, where's Ben now?
He never responded to the rehab.
He just sits in this dark quiet
room painting portraits
Of old Ginny graves.
So he just left him there
in the nut house?
It's not a nut house.
More like extended stay
if he was suicidal.
Geez, that's heavy.
Do you guys think I should
say something to my mom?
Dude, your mom barely let
you out of the house as it is.
How do you think she's going
to respond to something like,
Hey mom, guess what?
I took some dead chick's spot
on the cheer squad today.
Runs of the mouth, remember.
Although he does have a point.
Hey, did you guys see that?
I thought I just saw something
behind those trees over there.
I don't see nothing.
Okay. Now, I'm officially
freaked.
Can we get out of here, please?
(HEAVY BREATHING)
So, you think peter will likey?
After all those slices
of sausage at Biggie's,
What I think is peter is
sausaging your stepsister.
What?
No way.
LINDA:
Why not?Vickie's free loving
fearless screams, "screw me."
into a tree hugger like Vickie,
And likewise, Vickie would never
be into a jock like peter.
All I'm saying is I have
impeccable eyes and ears.
You wouldn't understand because
you've never been in love.
And neither have you.
Just because you been saving
yourself for Peter Paxton
Since kindergarten doesn't make
you some damn fool in love.
It just makes you a damn fool.
There's nothing
wrong with waiting
Until you've found
the right person.
Unless it means you're the only
virgin left in hogeye high.
So you think that peter
wants to screw Vickie
Because he thinks she's easy?
Not because she's easy
But because sex with her is
different then sex with you.
Sex with you is like
shooting a bunny,
Guaranteed to be
greeted with guilt.
Well, we'll see about
that tonight
When I hook up with
him, won't we?
Huh, I'll believe that
when I see it.
You and I both know the only
guy you're hooking up with
church Sunday morning.
And you're one to talk.
You haven't dated
in over a year.
That's because there's
a lack of brothers
In this hick ass town.
I dated a few, but they're only
good for one thing, the booty.
(KNOCKING AT DOOR)
Enter.
Hey, you guys mind if I catch a
ride with you to the game later?
But you never come to the games.
Well, maybe I want to see my
stepsister in action for once.
Or jump in your
stepsister's action.
Of course you can.
The only thing is we kind
of had plans afterward.
That's fine.
I can find my own ride home.
So you're not going to the
costume ball after all, then?
Not this year.
Apparently, Tina planned
a private party for us.
And why haven't I
heard about this?
Maybe because Tina doesn't want
the whole school to know.
Rude.
Oh, spill.
Where is it?
I don't know.
She wouldn't tell me.
LINDA:
Thank you,thank you, thank you.
KRISSEY:
You mean to tell meYou had your hands on our
school mascot uniform,
And you didn't bring it to
come trick or treating?
JEFF:
Sorry. I had toleave it at the school.
Someone got fake blood
all over the poncho,
But hey, if you like,
I can go get my cool
trainer T out of the car.
It's just down there.
Thanks, but I need
candy collateral,
Not a trainer with
sweaty tackles.
Yo, smarty pants.
We almost finished?
I got to get to the school soon,
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