Chapter 23 Taunting Words

• The moment our coach informed us that we would be joining the football team for a retreat—worse yet, that we would be accompanied by Miss Treton—I half-debated faking an illness. I mean, she gets a free ride for four days of misery, leaving us stuck with a whack-ass bitch? I think I deserved one too.
• Don’t even get me started on the fact that we’re "tagging along with the boys." What the hell does that even mean?
• But I knew better than to skip out. As cheer captain, it’s my duty to lead by example. If I made excuses, others would either follow suit, or unsolicited opinions would linger in the air.