Hey there all, Luvrgal here again. As alwayz I'm here reporting from Boyband High. Recently they held their cheerleading tryouts and I was lucky enough to be there. So grab your pom-poms and start practicing your jumps, cause you've got a front row seat for the festivities.
Coach: Alrighty, let's get started. For those of you who don't know I'm the cheerleading coach. It's going to be a fun year this year. We only have a few spots open this year so best of luck to all of you trying out.
The five Backstreet Boys are stretching on the grass, chit-chatting with each other while limbering up for the audition.
Kevin: Why do I have to be here? I'm supposed to be on the football team.
Brian: Cuz you're my cousin remember.
Kevin: Oh yea.
Nick: Yea well I'm just hoping I can get a chick doing this. I mean check out that girl over there in the cheer uniform. I have dibs.
AJ: Yo Nicky, that's Howie in the skirt.
Nick: Damnit.
Howie: I so hope I get picked for this, I mean I love the little outfits that they get to wear.
The other four give Howie a strange look then look at each other and shrug.
Coach: Ok, if you're finished warming up then we can begin. We're going to be testing you on three things. Your spirit, your skill, and your creativity. I'm going to want to see kicks, jumps, and lots of smiles. Just relax and have fun out there. First up Brian.
Brian: Okay, well I wrote a cheer for the occassion, it's about 15 pages long and I'm going to need the help of all my classmates back home.
The coach gives Brian a blank stare.
Coach: You're kidding right?
Brian: Why would I be kidding?
Coach: Ummm, that's ok Brian. You can go and sit down now.
Brian scratches his head puzzled as he heads back to where he was sitting.
Coach: Ok, Kevin, you're turn.
Kevin: *To the fellas* Why am I doing this again???
Fellas: Cuz you're His *all point to Brian* cousin.
Kevin: *scratching his head* Nah, there's gotta be a better reason than that, cuz I'm play football.
Goes back to sit down and with the guys puzzling over why he's really there.
Coach: Errr....ok well then AJ I guess you're up.
AJ: I've got a quick chant for all yall out there. Cheer, cheer, cheer. Yell, yell, yell. Who cares who wins. We're all going to hell.
Coach: Ummm, that was.....very nice.....Nick, you're turn.
Nick: Ok, it's my turn to give you a cheer. Here goes. Gimme A B-O-I-B-A-N-D! Gimme A H-I! What's that spell? Boyband High! Show em we're faster than a shark attack!
Coach: Umm very nice Nick, but what were you trying to spell?
Nick: *rolling his eyes* Well the school's name DUH.
Nick goes back to sit with the others.
Coach: *sighing* Well last one up Howie.
Howie prances up from where he's sitting and readjusts his cheerleading skirt.
Coach: *takes one look at Howie's outfit* Umm Howie, you are aware that the male cheerleaders wear shorts rather then the skirts.
Howie: What?? Well that sucks, if I don't get to wear the skirts then what's the point in trying out?
Howie walks back to the rest of the group and sulks.
Needless to say there was no spirit squad for that year considering Boyband High's applicants that year. This is Luvrgal signing off.