Megan stood by Ginger, who was smoking her cigarette and Bridgette while the other girls were playing their game. Ginger handed Bridgette her cigarette. Bridgette took the cigarette and smoked it. Bridgett offered the cigarette to Megan. No thanks, Megan told Bridgette.

Oh yes, ladies, run, run for daddy!, Jason yelled. Megan turned her head at Jason's words and saw him sitting in-between tow other guys. Megan rolled her eyes. Megan looked back at Ginger and saw her smoking again with her other hand resting in her back and looking at Jason and two other guys her was sitting with.

Odd, I think McCardy just checked me, Ginger told Bridgette and Megan. Ginger pulled her unzipped sweater to cover herself from the Jason's eyes. Megan looked back at Jason and the two other guys until Ginger gently hit her arm. Megan turned back to watch the girls play the game.

Like you care, right? Bridgette questioned Ginger. Highschool is just a mindless little breeders machine, a total hormonal toilet, I'd rather wait it all out in our room, Bridgette said. What is with your back? Bridgette questioned Ginger.

Megan did notice Ginger rubbing her back. Is your back ok? Megan questioned Ginger. I don't know, Ginger answered Bridgette and Megan. Hey, search and destroy go, Ginger told Bridgette. Bridgette looked towards Trina.

OK, Trina Sinclair, excellent selection, Bridgette said. Continue, Ginger told Bridgette. Trina Sinclair, D.O.A. at the hair dye aisle perished while seeking matching barrettes on nothing but diet pills and laxatives, Bridgette said. 

Likes her shorts stuck up her ass crack, Ginger said. Favorite homework excuse, my nail glitter ate it, Bridgette said. Basic pleasure model, Ginger said. Your standard cumbuckety date bait, Bridgette said. Good one, Ginger told Bridgette. That's impressive, Megan told Bridgette.

The teacher blew the whistle. Line up, changer, lets go girls, the teacher said. Megan and Bridgette looked over at Trina and the other girls who were looking back at them. Uh oh, Bridgette said. Oh shit, they know what Bridgette was saying, Megan thought to herself.

Megan and Ginger picked up their hockey sticks and walked by Bridgette as they entered the game and faced Trina who was on the other team. This isn't going to turn out good, Megan thought to herself.

I'll cover you, Ginger told Bridgette. Good, Bridgette told Ginger. The teacher blew the whistle again and the game began with Ginger hitting the ball. Megan ignored Jason's talking to focus on playing the game until Trina knocked Bridgette down onto a bloody dead torn apart dog.

The sight grossed out Megan and saddened her. Oh wow, bonus, I guess you're D.OA. on a dog, huh, Fitz face? Trina questioned Bridgette. That's enough, the teacher told Trina. 

Ginger and Megan got to Bridgette to see if she was alright. Are you ok? Ginger questioned Bridgette. Terrific, Bridgette answered Ginger in a shaky voice. Megan saw the blood on Bridgette's face and hands.

Bridgette go get cleaned up, the teacher told her. Ginger, Megan and Bridgette got up and Ginger walked up to Trina. Don't ever touch my sister again, Ginger told Trina. Stop me, freak, Trina told Ginger. Trina pushed Ginger back. Megan walked up to Trina and pushed her, however she only stumbled backwards.

Enough! Break it up!, the teacher said. Megan and Ginger still carrying their hockey sticks followed behind Bridgette to go to the restroom to get the blood from the dead dog off of her.