THE DEMON OF NORTH BEND HIGH

Written by /u/WithjusTapistol

INT. NORTH BEND HIGH GYMNASIUM - DAY Three prissy cheerleaders sit behind a plastic folding table: REBECCA, a ditsy blonde, sits on the left playing with her phone. To the right, JORDAN, a pencil thin brunette smacking gum. And in the center, STACY, a red-headed beauty queen apathetically flipping through papers. A fat girl, JENNA, gesticulates wildly in front of them. JENNA What about what about, what about our colors? Say, Brown brown brown! (lowering) Yellow yellow yellow. She leaps into the air; arms outstretched and boobs flailing. She flashes a wide smile -JENNA (CONTD) (breathless) Bulldogs! -- and lands. Her breasts slam into her gut, and knock the wind out of her. Her knees give out and her butt crashes to the gym floor with a sickening THUD. Wide-eyed, all three cheerleaders are motionless. Jenna stares back, panting. STACY Er-- kay, thank you for trying out, Jenna. Well let you know our decision tomorrow, kay? Jenna gets to her feet. JENNA Yea, for sure! I cant wait to start practice! JORDAN Ha -Stacy shoots Jordan a death glare and Jordans mouth snaps shut. STACY (to jenna) Please send in the next girl, kay sweetie?

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Clueless, Jenna nods excitedly and makes her way to the double-door exit. JORDAN (to stacy) Sorry. STACY I just dont want to have to deal with complaints from the trolls applying this year. Do you remember the shit-storm we got last time? JORDAN Oh my god, that was the worst, yea? STACY For real, that shit was cray cray. REBECCA (serious) We could just let her join and fill the 4 person quota Mr. Harken gave us, right? Stacy and Jordan exchange looks and burst out laughing. Rebecca joins in too. Almost to the doors, Jenna spins around with a wide grin and begins to laugh hysterically from across the gym. The three cheerleaders stop. Jenna stops too, but still faces them smiling. STACY (yelling) Go get the next girl, Jenna! (under her breath) Retard. Jenna sprints to the doors and bursts out of the gym. REBECCA What a freak. STACY Totally. (looking down at the papers) We might actually have to let her in though... JORDAN What?

3. STACY Mr. Harken will lose his shit if I dont let a freak in this year and not that many girls are trying out. JORDAN We cant let her in. The double-doors open. In comes CASSIDY, a plain looking girl led by her father, RICK. STACY Uh -- Sir? Were having tryouts right now, I -RICK Of course, of course. My little girl is here to tryout! Rick and Cassidy shuffle slowly to the table. Its clear that Cassidy is not only blind, but also has some sort of affectation as she drags her feet. CASSIDY (facing the wrong direction) Hi, Im Cass. RICK Oh, this way sweetie. He turns Cassidy to the cheerleaders. She gives a sideways smile and spastically waves. Rebecca waves back. RICK (CONTD) Im Rick Stamp and this is my daughter Cassidy. Ive already spoken to Mr. Harken, but he wanted me to make sure things were okay with you girls. STACY Oh? RICK Yes, you see, it was always a dream of my little girls to be a cheerleader -CASSIDY Bulldogs!

4. RICK -- but she was diagnosed with a genetic disorder a couple of years ago. Since then shes lost her vision and her mind has been going for quite some time -JORDAN Ew! Still smiling, a string of drool descends from Cassidys mouth. Rick yanks out a handkerchief and with one practiced motion wipes it clean. RICK So we thought it would be great for her to just hang out during practices. What do you think? STACY No way! Jordan and Rebecca grin sheepishly. STACY (CONTD) She has to be on the team for sure. Whats the point of coming to practice if she isnt a cheerleader? RICK Oh, wonderful! Wonderful! Thank you so much girls. I cant wait to tell my wife. You hear that Cass? You made the team! Cassidy is practically glowing as she hugs her father. CASSIDY (to cheerleaders) Tank yoo! Tank yoo! STACY Aww, youre welcome sweetie. Heres all the papers you need to fill out and well see you on Monday at 4. Rick takes some papers from Stacy. Jordan and Rebecca are in complete shock. RICK Great. Thanks again, girls.

5. Rick leads Cassidy across the gym and shuffling back through the double-doors. JORDAN What the hell? REBECCA I dont think shell be able to remember our routines... JORDAN Stacy, what are you thinking? Stacy coolly looks at them both. STACY We need to fill our freak quota. JORDAN But she cant do anything! STACY Exactly. All we have to do is put her in uniform and let her stand to the side. The crowd will fucking love it. Cassidy Stamp is the freak. People will love her. They will love us even more. We just made our squad un-fucking-beatable. Stacy folds her arms and leans back in her chair. The other two look on, awestruck. THE END. I had planned on writing a second scene, but I need to be working on other things. Plus, this has already ballooned to 5 pages. What would have happened? We would cut away to a competition where the cheer squad is missing the required number of people and, as you can guess, Cassidy would have to step in. The crowd would watch in horror as she is thrown around like a rag-doll. Stacy would be verbally abusive to Cassidy prior to this, and the climax would be Cassidy landing on top of Stacy; injuring her in some way that would cause brain damage and blindness. Then maybe the two become playmates? Jenna becomes next years cheer captain? Thanks for reading.