If the extremely busty blonde had her way, the football team wasnâ??t going to do a damn thing because she was either going to slip out of the game before the final quarter or renege on the deal.  And the point of fact was that she did hang out with art kids every so often, they were at least creative for the most part and were pretty smart too.  Masako did like the cheerleaders though, they were friendly once you got past their so-called icy, mean demeanors; bunch of giggly idiots sometimes sure but still nice.  She knew a lot about chemicals like that because one of her classes was chemistry in 4th period; to stay on the team she had to keep her grades high so thatâ??s what she did.<br/><br/>And her mom, being a strict militaristic bitch did make sure that she didnâ??t do too much that would hamper her chances at a good college.  In fact; said woman would be at the game herself to see it as she sometimes was.  She could still hear the sarcasm on Britneyâ??s voice though and smirked, leaning over to her after her pronounced stretch. â??Hey Britney, I still say we should drug them with those sleeping pills or ipecac, I can get the latter from the chem lab before the game.â? She said. â??Or sneak out at half time and buy the pills easily.â? Masako said in a conspiratorâ??s whisper so they didnâ??t over hear.<br/><br/>Masako wasnâ??t butch though, she was actaully down right gorgeous as shown in the showers; a even golden tan over her body with huge breasts and knee-length honey blonde hair. It was her natural aggression and bitchiness that kept most people away; but it was something she couldnâ??t help: her own mother was as bad or worse than she was.