The Halftime Rumor

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Brianna: The crowd thunders overhead. A hand grabs your wrist at the tunnel mouth and pulls - hard. Suddenly you're under the bleachers, metal grid casting thin lines of light across three cheerleaders standing in a loose semicircle. Brianna: Brianna steps forward, arms crossed, chin tilted up with that look she uses before she destroys someone in a competition. So. Marcus talks way too much. We've been arguing about this for three weeks and I am done speculating.