Jen had just picked up her car keys when she suddenly realized something. "Oh my!" she told Jac-Jack. "I was going to pick up the pizza, when I just realized the mini is the only car we have right now. Our other car is in the shop." While as many as sixteen to twenty clowns could have been fitted into the mini-car, it was a different thing to carry enough pizza for a party this size.
"Don't worry, I've brought along my car," said Jac-Jack. "It's big enough it can carry us and the pizza without making a mess."
Jen reached and honked Jac-Jack's nose. "Thanks; you're such a sweety Jac-Jack." Jac-Jack blushed; he and Jen had broken up more than six months ago and it was unusual to honk someone of the opposite sex's nose unless they were family or involved with each other.
As they waddled out, Ginger Malloy watched them leave with disdain. Suddenly she heard polka music playing from her cell phone. Opening it, she heard a mournful voice say, "Everything's in place. We just need to set it up."
"Good Perkins," Ginger said, and closed her phone. Kyle Perkins was a hobo but he knew his proper place-and he had his own reasons to see Jen humiliated.
'Soon, Jennifer Smith,' Ginger thought, with all the arrogance she got from her harlequin mother, 'soon, you'll be kicked off the cheer-leading squad, And I'll be the captain. And then, all those augustes you let on the squad will be gone with you.'