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<li data-xf-list-type="ul">  The glare was ignored as far as Sonnie was concerned, considering that quite frankly, bitches glared every day. What was another glare on the list? Keeping her eyes from looking back over at Sebastian again, she did notice she had kept him from a punch to the face, but avoided saying that outloud, Sonnie looking back to Masako as she seemed to cheer up a bit more. Or at least she was laughing, that was something good. . Well, not always, but who was Sonnie to decide? Watching the blonde girl stand up, there was an inward feeling that knew that Masako was not going home immediately, just by that sly look on her face and the way she said that she would 'maybe' show up to the game. <br/>
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Of course she would show up to the damn game. Blinking softly at the sudden comment that came from Britney, her head turned and looked over to her, raising a brow just slightly because it had come a bit out of nowhere, causing even her to give her an odd look. Though the grin that followed Britney's comment caused her to laugh, shaking her head as she crossed her legs lightly beneath her. The time for the game was just getting closer and closer, and unfortunately, Sonnora was starting to get silently nervous. Not so much, considering she knew it couldn't last too long. . I mean, guys after a football game? A long, strenuous football game. <br/>
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That thought kept her from losing her mind, or at least from backing out, choking on her drink when David shot a comment back to Britney with just as much venom. <b>"Well damn."</b> And her comment had been mean? Not even close to what was going on between the two of them. Unfortunately, the odd amount of tension between she and Sebastian wasn't simply petty differences, no it was due to the fact that apparently their relationship had meant something to the both of them. She didn't diss him unless he was around, and even then, she didn't do it constantly. And so she had heard, he didn't talk shit behind her back. And surprisingly, Sonnie found some sort of comfort in that. No matter how ungodly weird that sounded.<br/>
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(  I suppose I'll do that step to the last two minutes of the football game. )<br/>
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The crowd was huge, their school on one side and the opposing school on the other, and so far the football game was rather close, their team needing one touch down to win it and the set of three cheerleaders all totally on edge about their team losing. And not exactly for the right reasons. A black ribbon tied into her hair to match her white, red, and black cheerleading uniform, these were the school colors after all, toying with the edge of her skirt before looking back to the scoreboard. <b>"Fuck."</b> The bet was definitely starting to set in, her hands on her hips with her pom poms, everyone seemed to be tense for their team to win, while she was a bit tense for her team to lose. <br/>
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Her eyes looking between David, Colt, and Sebastian, she was chewing on the soft flesh of her bottom lip, arms folding over her chest because it seemed as though the team was gaining that extra umph to win the game and the bet that they would come with it. [/list:u]</li>
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