Madison grabs it

There's no way Madison is allowing this timid girl keep the prize of the night. In the middle of her conversation with Rachel, she merely leans forward and grabs your phone right out of her hand. Rachel reaches for it, but Madison steps back as Jillian steps forward. Rachel's a bit taller than Jillian, but Jillian is tougher and stronger. Remembering how forcefully Jillian kept Rebecca standing exposed in the middle of the crowd of clothed cheerleaders, you're not surprised that Rachel backs down.

You watch Rachel as she watches Madison fiddle with your phone. If Rachel managed to figure out your absurdly simple screen lock, Madison probably can, too. With relief, though, you see Madison pocket your phone with a look of annoyance. She glances at Rachel with disdain and turns her attention to the rest of the cheerleading squad.

"Okay, everybody, listen up!" you hear Madison shout. Before, with all the laughter and talking and showering and so forth, you couldn't make out any particular conversation. But now, Madison commands the room, which waits quietly for her instructions.

"I think we've all had a little fun tonight, haven't we, girls?" The cheerleaders laugh. Amanda even tries to give Jillian a high five, but Jillian glares at her and leaves her hanging. Burn, you think to yourself, finding perverse humor in witnessing that minor (but telling) shutdown.

"I can't believe you ripped Rebecca's uniform off," one of the girls says. A senior, you think, whose name you don't know.

"Why not?" Madison replies. "That bitch had it coming. She's always showing herself off to everyone anyway. The whole thing probably turned her on."

"It sure turned Sam on!" another girl hollers. This one you remember. Her name is Karishma, she's totally hot, and you used to have a crush on her. Until she pantsed me in front of the whole fucking grade, you remember with scorn.