<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/WYEK6.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Elizabeth Goetz<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Parking Lot of McKinney HS (Go Lions!)<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: White sheer cami top patterned with red flowers over an opaque white tank, jeans, brown calf-length boots, sunglasses on her forehead.<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>:  Vivian, Open<br/><br/><br/><strong>"Viv!"  </strong>Elizabeth tried to get out, but was yanked back by the seat belt.  Her fingers scrabbled over it with desperate speed, and she flew out of the car and around to where Vivian had sat down.  Her sunglasses fell off and she trampled them into pieces but didn't seem to notice.  All but dragging the other girl out, Elizabeth hugged her with desperate intensity.  Her pale skin and almost white hair were in stark contrast to Vivian's lovely color.  Some of the worries Elizabeth had started to feel vanished.  Vivian was her strength, her spotter.  There was a level of trust between them that was hard for anyone who hadn't cheered to comprehend.  It was more than just two pretty girls sharing a common interest.  Vivian literally held Elizabeth's life in her hands over and over again.  When Vivian and the other members of the base raised Elizabeth up to the sky, or tossed her so hard she thought she'd kiss the moon, Vivian was always there with her strong arms and unflinching dedication to catch Elizabeth.  She trusted Vivian absolutely and had never been let down.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh my gosh!  I'm so glad you're here!" </strong>She said, face still buried against Vivian's shoulder.<strong>"It was so horrible.  The baseball team has gone completely cray cray and were about to beat up Billy and his friend.  Billy!  What did he ever do except always be so nice about everything?  And then Michael says we have to leave and there's going to be a huge explosion and people are going to get really mean."</strong>Slowing down a little bit, Elizabeth still held on to Vivian but stepped back enough to look Vivian in the eyes.<strong>"Did you see any of the other girls?  Are they okay?  We should go get them, only Michael says we just have to go.  Do you think we should?"</strong>Blue green eyes searched her friend's face, looking for answers.<br/><br/>