Second half

"What do you mean by that?" said Cody sounding scared.

"I mean you'll be our bitch for the football season. Every Saturday and Sunday we'll come over to your place to watch football, you'll greet each of us dressed up like a cute cheerleader of whatever team the Cowboys or Longhorns are playing that day, you'll make us food and serve it to us like the bitch you are dressed up as, and we'll go from there."

Cody stared wide-eyed back at everyone who were relishing this opportunity to humiliate this hardcore football fan so perfectly. Cody used to tell ex-girlfriends of his and other girls that would watch football with them that they should make them food and serve it to them because that was what they were good for when it came to football. In his mind, he had no choice. Cowboys and Longhorns football was his life and, if this got out, his reputation would be ruined.

"If I go through with this, then this whole situation just stay between us, right?" asked Cody.

"Yes it does. Now get going. We have the second half yet to go and I'm getting hungry."

Cody spent the rest of the game making and serving food to his friends still dressed in his Jets cheerleader attire. His friends got a kick out of slapping his butt that his micro green mini skirt did not even fully cover. Cody was still able to watch most of the game despite his new responsibilities but found that he had to either be holding a plate of food that he was serving or holding his poms poms to watch the game so, whenever he gave a plate of food to someone, he instantly grabbed his Pom poms so he could see the action. His friends caught on and would hide his pom poms from him so he'd have to search for them. One time he had to run outside to his mailbox to retrieve them and another time had to fish them out of his friends pants and receive heckles from his friends calling him a slutty cheerleader that just wanted some dick. They also made it a requirement that, because Cody still would curse and be angry whenever the Jets did something good, he would have to do a cheer, because he was supposed to be a Jets cheerleader they would say, every time the Jets scored and pretend to be happy even though he wasn't.

"Go Jets! *clap*clap* Go Jets!" chanted Cody while forcing a smile and ending with a leg kick while all of his friends filmed him and further added to their growing amount of blackmail material. The game ended with a Jets victory and a visibly pissed Cody had to grit his teeth, force a smile, and repeat his cheer once more. His friends filed out of his place afterwards and Cody was quickly changed out of his uniform thinking that this would be the worst football season thus far regardless of how the Cowboys did.