Vinnie saw stars, and then he felt so naked. His vision was distorted like an insect's. Stacy held him up to the mirror. She was holding a pom-pom. He was the pom-pom.
"Vinnie, it's about time you developed some school spirit, and got involved in sports. Well, I don't want to be late for cheer practice. We're rehearsing a new routine for tonight. I assure you, you will get quite a work out!" She shook him violently and laughed.
Vinnie felt really weird, as he was carried out to the gym. He got a good view of Stacy's feet and the floor. In her grip, it felt like he was getting a permanent wedgie.
How do you think it feels to me, Ryan's voice echoed through his head.
Ryan? Vinnie thought back.
Fuck, yeah. I went from being your jockstrap to being your pop-pom strap. Man, my girlfriend's got quite a grip. You know the bitch wouldn't even give me a hand job, and now I find out she's got kingfu grip, too.
Did you know she was a witch?
Of course not. I didn't know you were one either. I thought this town got rid of all the witches back in the 1600's.
Wrong Salem. That was in Massachusetts. Besides the killed only innocent victims. The girls who did the accusing were actually the coven.
Bet the whole cheerleading squad are witches. I mean when Stacy first tried out, six other girls came down with mysterious injuries or disappeared, so Stacy didn't have any competition. Thoughtfully commented Ryan. Then he added, hey witchboy, uh, I mean Vinnie, you've got the power, why don't you change us back.
Vinnie was silent. And as the music started, and the began to shake violently. Vinnie thought to Ryan, I am!