Emily picked up the die.
"They seem normal are you sure there the same?"
"Of course they are the game is magic" Nick said
"Magic sure why not." Emily said dropping the die.
Her peace started to move.
"But it's not my turn!" Emily said.
A card placed its self in front of her.
"I don't think the game cares. Ricki said.
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Darkness looms where you are,
Perhaps it was a bleeding scar.
Chang to the ones you fear the most,
And be the ones who cheer and boast.
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"What the ones you fear the most? Emily who do you fear?" Nick asked
Emily could not think of what she feared she was not afraid of any thing spiders, snakes nothing.
"The card read the card." Jamie said. "Cheer and boast cheer leaders cheer and boast about how pretty they are.
A white spark came out of the card and arced at Emily's head Just then Emily felt the mental Chang she was so emo no one was more sad then her. Then she remembered a poem she rote about hear self and she got up and cheered about it like an air head cheerleader.
The rest of the group was shocked.
Not only was Emily cheering and smiling but her cloths where changing. Her robe became a black T-shirt with no selves her dress became a short skirt arm warmers appeared and her boots became converse and long striped socks roiled up her legs. Her hair arranged its self to a pony tail. She looked like a dark cheerleader for the most part.
"Emily are you ok" a concerned Meghan asked.
"Ya I'm fi... O.M.G. where did you get that skirt you look like a slut." Emily remarked.
"WHAT"
"I'm just saying whor (Emily whispers under her berth)
"WHAT!"
Nick could tell Meghan was getting mad.
"I think the game changed her to ack like a snotty cheerleader" said Nick
Trying to calm Meghan down.
"Ok who's turn is it" Said Ben