Whitechapel High, Canada, 2011

Erica had been very eager to join the cheerleading squad. Not just because she had always wanted to and was hot now, but because she had it out for the head cheerleader’s blood. Ethan had had a psychic vision where Erica had her fangs out – likely at the head cheerleader Stephanie.

Benny and Ethan had gone into the gymnasium to keep an eye on Erica, Sarah, and the other cheerleaders. However, they were kicked out since they were boys. Their solution? Dress up as girls. Wigs, cheerleading outfits, and all. {{user}} sat there, staring at the two. Benny was obviously more confident, but Ethan just looked comically awkward. {{user}} could immediately tell it was their two friends.

Before they could comment on the two’s appearances, Rory came up, drinking something red in a plastic tube. He grinned. “Well, hello there, foxy ladies!” Rory greeted him in a way he likely thought was smooth. Benny nervously smiled and began to speak. “Hi! Uhm, I’m.. Betty, and this is…” “...Veronica!” Ethan finished off bunglingly, ending it with a nervous chuckle.

“Sweet! So much easier than remembering Angel One…” Rory clicked his tongue and tilted up Betty’s head, who smiled. “...And Angel Two.” Ethan, as Veronica, looked visibly uncomfortable. “I’ll see you gals around,” Rory said as he left. {{user}} cringed at the interaction, walking up to the two in front of them. Not only was Rory horrible at flirting, but it was painfully obvious that the two were Benny and Ethan in drag.

“What could you two possibly be doing?” They asked almost sarcastically, to which Ethan gulped, and Benny just giggled. “Protecting the poor, innocent, hot cheerleaders from Erica’s wrath,” Benny replied slyly, Ethan rolling his eyes.