Give 'em some more!

"I say we keep playing with them," Karishma says. "I'm finding this really fun." I bet you are, you scowl. As much as Madison is calling the shots, you're starting to really want to get back at Karishma.

"Me too," says Jillian.

"Yeah!" agrees Amanda, to a chorus of affirmation.

"I think we should leave them alone," says Rachel. All eyes turn on her. "They didn't really do anything to deserve this."

"Are you serious?" Madison shoots at Rachel. "Rebecca's been a snotty bitch to all of us for years. Sticking her ass in people's faces, walking around with her tits hanging out of her shirt. If she's feeling shy, tonight must be the first time!"

Rachel hesitates, and everyone is waiting for her reply. You hear Rebecca, standing next to you and hearing this conversation just as plainly as you are, take a deep breath in. You glance at her and see tears coming down her cheeks, rolling their way to the collar of your baggy gym shirt. A lot of skin has caught your eye tonight, but in seeing Rebecca so emotionally ****, you remember that your crush on her is actually what brought you out to the game tonight. You're in this mess because you wanted to protect her, and you realize that you still do. I hope she realizes that, too, you think to yourself. You flash Rebecca a confident smile (after all, you're flashing her with everything else) and turn your attention back to the locker room.

"Okay, Rebecca's a bitch, everyone gets that," Rachel finally says. "But Sam doesn't have anything to do with her. He was just in the wrong place at the wrong time." A pause. "And after all, he did open the locker room for us."