08-31-2011, 01:34 AM
**Drake**
The were dragon hopped out of the truck looking at the house. "It sure does." he said with a slight smile. He waited for Lupe to open the door, and show him around the place. He took notice of a lot of photos and family heirlooms around the place. "Oh you have a husband and son? I hope I won't be too much trouble to them." he said rubbing his arm slightly.
**Malon**
Malon walked out of the changing room wearing her newly minted cheerleading outfit. It fit her well, but still showed off her generous bust through the shirt. She sighed hoping that could have been avoided. She noticed the cheerleading coach sitting at a bench looking through notes. "Hi coach."
"Hello Malon, seems they finally got you fitted properly." Rosanna noted, "You ready for you're first outing?"
"I think so."
"Good, because with Lisa down, I need every able person to pull this off."
"Lisa is out?"
"Yeah, she had a bad concussion from my understand she...." she paused and sighed causing Malon to turn and notice Lisa come into the gym dressed in her uniform with the twins following her closely. A bandage still wrapped around her head as she approached them.
"I'm ready coach." Lisa said.
"No, you're not. I told you to take it easy. You need to rest a concussion is serious business."
"Coach, I am the captain of the squad, I need to be a part of this." Lisa said with a slight groan, her head burning and throbbing. "I can play through it.
"And I am the coach, and I am saying no. If you want to be here as moral support for the squad, you're more then welcome, but I won't permit you to do routines."
"Lisa, maybe she's right. You don't look so-"
"Shut up you whore." Lisa barked at Malon her eyes locking onto to hers, and she could have sworn her eyes were a different color.
"Lisa, that's enough. Either sit on the bench or go home it's you're choice."
Lisa gritted her teeth and eyed them. "Whatever, I don't need this." she said storming off.
Malon quickly approached the twins, "What's wrong with her? She doesn't look well." she asked with concern.
The were dragon hopped out of the truck looking at the house. "It sure does." he said with a slight smile. He waited for Lupe to open the door, and show him around the place. He took notice of a lot of photos and family heirlooms around the place. "Oh you have a husband and son? I hope I won't be too much trouble to them." he said rubbing his arm slightly.
**Malon**
Malon walked out of the changing room wearing her newly minted cheerleading outfit. It fit her well, but still showed off her generous bust through the shirt. She sighed hoping that could have been avoided. She noticed the cheerleading coach sitting at a bench looking through notes. "Hi coach."
"Hello Malon, seems they finally got you fitted properly." Rosanna noted, "You ready for you're first outing?"
"I think so."
"Good, because with Lisa down, I need every able person to pull this off."
"Lisa is out?"
"Yeah, she had a bad concussion from my understand she...." she paused and sighed causing Malon to turn and notice Lisa come into the gym dressed in her uniform with the twins following her closely. A bandage still wrapped around her head as she approached them.
"I'm ready coach." Lisa said.
"No, you're not. I told you to take it easy. You need to rest a concussion is serious business."
"Coach, I am the captain of the squad, I need to be a part of this." Lisa said with a slight groan, her head burning and throbbing. "I can play through it.
"And I am the coach, and I am saying no. If you want to be here as moral support for the squad, you're more then welcome, but I won't permit you to do routines."
"Lisa, maybe she's right. You don't look so-"
"Shut up you whore." Lisa barked at Malon her eyes locking onto to hers, and she could have sworn her eyes were a different color.
"Lisa, that's enough. Either sit on the bench or go home it's you're choice."
Lisa gritted her teeth and eyed them. "Whatever, I don't need this." she said storming off.
Malon quickly approached the twins, "What's wrong with her? She doesn't look well." she asked with concern.
