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had youcommitted, noquestions asked.

At that point in time, there were three things inlife that I knewforcertain: (1) I

was a girl who


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d never met a site she couldn

t hack or a code she couldn

t break, (2) I hada roundhouse

that could put agrown man in


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the hospital, and(3) I would

without question

chop off my ownhands before I

d come within fivefeet of a pom-

pom.I liked to flybelow the radar.


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I was the girl slouched in the back of your

geometry class, not the one shaking mybooty on thefield. In fact, in

the year andahalf since we


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d moved toBayport, I

d spent more timein detention

than at peprallies and

considered myselflucky; unless


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school spiritreferred to a

school-board-

sanctioned wine, Ihad no intentionof buying.And

then, one day outof the blue, the

note appeared in


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my locker.TobyKlein

You are cordiallyinvited to aninformation

session on theBayport

High VarsitySpirit Squad today at


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we wereofficially theBayport

Lion(esse)s. I kid younot. That

s just one of the many reasons

I couldn


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t fathom the ideaof actually

supporting the

school in any way, shape, or form. That and the fact that I


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d had to forciblyremove afootball player

s hand from mybrother

s arm three times

in the lastmonth.Emphasis on the


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word forcibly. If they touched Noah again,

someone wasgoing to lose anarm. Go Lions!I

turned the noteover in my hand.

Wow, I thought, the God Squad


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must reallybescratchingbottom if they

re recruiting me. Maybe they justcouldn

t stand it that there were


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reason the varsitycheerleaders

were collectivelyreferred to as

the God Squad,and it wasn

t because they were religious; it


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was because atBayport High,

they were gods:

the ultimate socialpower. Mostpeople dideverything shortof bowing down

to worship themon a regular


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basis.I was not mostpeople.Slamming

my locker shut, I moved to throw the note away,but decided to

save itfor

ammunition incase anyone in my


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Stupid glitterpens,

I muttered, butautomatically, my mind begancataloging theletters I


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d noticed. I stuffed the noteinto my jeans,

took four stepsdown thehallway, and

then stopped. Mybrain does tricky

things with letters and


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numbers: scrambles themand unscrambles

them, analyzes theircombinations,looks forpatterns. When I

was little, I lovedpalindromes and


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anagrams andany secretlanguagemore

complicated thanPig Latin.

Standing there in the hallway, myletter-savvymind

did its thing, and Ipulled the


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invitation backout of mypocket.After a

quick glancearound the hall

to make sure noone was watching,I held the small

white card in thelight again and,


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one by one, pickedout the letters

that appeared

slightly more sparkly than theircounterparts.Tob

y Klein


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You are cordiallyinvited to aninformation

session on theBayportHigh VarsitySpirit

Squad today atfour in room

117. Go Lions (andLionesses)!There


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it was in blackand white, or,

more specifically,

in hot pink glitterpen.COMEALONE.After that,I really did throw

the note away,

because there was no way it had


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been written byan actualcheerleader.

Most of themprobably couldn

t even spellcordially, let

alone embed secret


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instructions in aninvite to one of

their oh-so-

special meetings. Someone wasdefinitelyplaying a trick on

me, and I h

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