We Know It Was You by Maggie Thrash

Author:Maggie Thrash
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Simon Pulse

Friday

Backstage of the assembly hall, 11:30 a.m.

A huge neon-pink banner hung above the stage: GATORADE PRESENTS: HONORING OUR CHEERLEADERS, A DAY OF SPIRIT AND GRATITUDE.

Backstage, Gerard did a few lunges to warm up. Then he flexed his biceps and checked them out for the hundredth time. Not bad! he thought, nodding to himself. The thing people didn’t realize about Gerard was that he actually had a pretty great body. Maybe he wasn’t as ripped as some of the guys at Winship, but he was lean and toned and had nice arm muscles from lugging fifty-pound water jugs all the time. Unfortunately, the only person who ever noticed was his mother, who always squealed, “Don’t crush your poor mama with those big manly muscles!” whenever they hugged.

But today everyone was going to notice. Gerard was wearing a skintight black shirt with the buttons undone halfway down his chest and a pair of equally tight black high-waisted jeans. His hair had been carefully disheveled and then glued in place with his dad’s pomade. The look verged on being seriously queer, Gerard knew, but he was confident he had the masculine prowess to pull it off. And besides, it was for Brittany. He’d have dressed like a clown or a transvestite or Curious George if he thought it would impress her.

Gerard was proud to say he knew Brittany’s favorite movie, which was Dirty Dancing. He felt this knowledge was very intimate, and wasn’t aware that it was true for half the girls in America. Nor was he aware that Brittany had about five hundred “favorite” movies, which changed depending on whatever movie anyone happened to be talking about at the time. “That’s my favorite movie!” she gushed indiscriminately. But Gerard had seized upon this nugget of Dirty Dancing, and in his mind Brittany’s love for it had ballooned into obsession. Brittany was obsessed with Dirty Dancing! Patrick Swayze was her god!

Which was why he was standing backstage in an uncomfortably tight Patrick Swayze outfit, preparing to perform a feverishly practiced solo dance to “The Time of My Life” in front of the whole school. It was all in honor of Brittany Montague, the unfallen mascot of beauty and innocence and joy.

Gerard knew he had to do something dramatic to erase the image in everyone’s minds of him being hauled away in handcuffs, all because that Detective Douche Bag was a power-tripping asshole. Just remembering it filled Gerard with fresh humiliation. Everyone probably thought he had something to do with Mr. Choi’s perverted demise now, when really he’d just been defending the cheerleaders’ honor. “Hot little numbers” that macho dickhead detective had called them. Hot little numbers! Gerard had wanted to punch his big, smug chin, and had in fact tried to but just ended up getting himself thrown in jail for five hours. Which, besides being a total indignity, showed that this detective had no idea what the fuck he was doing. Arresting Gerard? Gerard, lover and respecter of all cheerleaders? Organizer of

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