The following day, Callie and Iola decided not to be there at Drew's tryouts. If people saw them there, it might just get back to Janine, and all their plans would just be for nothing. They'd be staying at Callie's and studying for Exams Week, waiting for her to come and tell them all about it. Drew's dad wanted to come though, but Drew asked him not to - she'd be too nervous if he was around, she said.

The tryouts were scheduled for eleven, and since there were just Sabrina and her girls, and Drew, Stoeger said the tryouts would just be for a couple of hours or so at most, and everyone could have a late lunch.

Before going to the school gym, however, Drew had to make a quick stop at the mall.

She was gratified that her underwear stood up to all her jumping and gyrations yesterday, but she wanted some more camouflage for today. So she went to the lingerie store at the mall that she'd been scared to visit before. But this was an emergency. She browsed through their merchandise quickly, looking for what she needed, but she couldn't find it. She actually wanted to linger but she was pressed for time. So she asked one of the salespeople for some help. She told the girl she wanted some rumba panties. The girl asked what it was for, and Drew explained that she was gonna be cheerleading. She even showed the girl the cheer skirt she would be wearing. The girl knew just what Drew wanted and soon came back with a pair.

Drew left the store with half a dozen pairs of stretchy, white rumba pants in her size. It had enough ruffle detail to confuse and camouflage any suspicious bumps anywhere once she put them on. Still, she had worn a full-panty gaff padded out with sanitary pads in between her legs. Her underwear looked puffy but there were no telltale... shapes underneath. And with the rumba panties on top to further confuse things...

Driving quickly to the school, Drew arrived just in time to see Sabrina and the other JVs arrive as well. To say she was nervous was an understatement. It felt like she had butterflies in her stomach the size of basketballs.

"Hello," she said as she hefted Callie's portable player and her duffle - the CD with her song already in the player. (She really didn't want to bring the bulky thing, but she didn't have time to rip the song into a thumb drive.)

"Hi," Sabrina smiled, noting the bag and the CD player. "Are you here for the tryouts? I thought this was a special one, just for us."

"I think the coach just wants to get as many girls auditioned right away. And I guess I was just the first in her pile of names. My name's Drew." She reached out and shook Sabrina's hand.

"Everyone knows who you are!" Sabrina said. "I'm Sabrina, From the JV squad?" She turned to introduce the other three with her. "This is Tori, Paige and Heather."

"It's just the four of you?" Drew asked.

Sabrina shrugged. "The rest of the Jayvees didn't feel like trying out," she said.

"Yeah," Tori, the blonde said. "Someone 'convinced' them that it wasn't worth it." She made quotation signs with her fingers when she said the word "convince."

Drew had a sinking feeling. She had to rectify that if she could.

"So, Drew," Tori said, trying to be more cheerful. "Are you gonna try out for the team, too?"

Well, duh? But Drew nodded. "Yah!" She giggled worriedly.

"No need to be nervous, Drew," Paige, the shorter one said. She had a very smooth chocolate-mocha complexion that set off her outfit. "It's just a tryout. And if you're too nervous, your performance will just be that much worse."

"Why'd you decide to try out, Drew?" Heather, the other black girl asked. "Were you a cheerleader in your old school?"

"It's a long story."

"Well," Sabrina said, "maybe you can tell us all about it later. I think we should get changed now."

They trooped into the girl's locker area to do just that. Drew locked herself in one of the shower booths and started changing into the outfit Callie gave her. But first, she took off the yoga pants she was wearing and put on her brand-new rumba pants over her padded out gaff. Over that, she put on Callie's pleated, red cheer skirt with a five-stripe black and white trim. It was made out of a double-knit polyester fabric, and had a knife pleat design. The flat front had an adjustable elastic button waist and a black zipper. The skirt was a bit small for her - thank goodness it was adjustable as well as very stretchy. So, instead of a bouncy skirt, she looked like she had on a very saucy, very tight, very mini, miniskirt. It was so sexy it looked good enough to wear while clubbing.

Drew then took off her loose tank and put on Callie's white, short-sleeved V-neck shell over her white sports bra. The shirt was in polyester, too, with double hemmed armholes and bottom. Like the skirt, it was a trifle tight but stretchy enough to be comfortable. She also slipped on a pair of white terrycloth sports wristbands and a terrycloth headband.

In the end, Drew ended up with a form-fitting outfit that didn't look like it was borrowed at all, and was deliberately chosen to show off her curves and figure.

Drew put on Callie's ankle-length bobby socks next, and stepped into a pair of white tennis shoes.

Stepping out of the booth, she saw the Jayvees by the mirror combing out their hair. They were all in their orange Jayvee uniforms with black and white trim, all set to go.

"You look great, Drew," Sabrina said and giggled. "Real hot!" Drew smiled her thanks and went to the mirror.

Since her hair was fairly short, all she needed was a quick swipe with her comb and she was all set as well. They all went out to the gym floor outside where Coach Stoeger was waiting.

Stoeger had her hair in a high ponytail, and was wearing a Lycra leotard and a pair of yoga pants. And she looked absolutely gorgeous. She was setting up a camera on a tripod, and turned around when she saw them walking in.

Friday afternoon, Janine had visited her and said that a junior named Drew Nance was going to be applying for one of the newly vacant spots and she would "really appreciate it a lot" if she could take it a bit easy with the girl. Stoeger said sure, and Janine went on her merry way, trailed by her "retinue."

Stoeger had decided not to tell Drew and her friends about the visit, as it might affect Drew's performance. She crossed her fingers that Callie and Iola really did get her prepped.

"Okay, then, girls," Stoeger said, and then stopped. "Sabrina, where's the rest of your team?"

"They're not coming, Coach,'" Sabrina responded.

"Hmmm..." Stoeger was thinking the same thing Drew thought. "Well, I want you to tell your girls they are welcome to try out, and to not listen to anyone who says otherwise. I'll have their backs."

"Really, Coach?"

She handed Sabrina her cell phone. "Give them a call, and see if they're willing to come now. Tell them I said so, so they can tell whoever talked to them that it's not their fault - it's mine."

Sabrina grinned and flipped open the phone.

Stoeger then turned to Drew and was about to comment on her too-sexy outfit, but recognized the skirt at the last second.

"Callie lent you that outfit?"

Drew shrugged sheepishly.

"S'all right, Drew, but next time, bring your own outfit - something that fits better. Callie's clothes are definitely too small for you." Stoeger eyed Drew's very prominent pair. "Okay?"

Drew giggled. "Okay, Coach."

After a while, Sabrina returned the coach's phone with a smile. "The other girls will be here in an hour, Coach," Sabrina said.

Stoeger nodded. "In that case, let's start in an hour. I suggest we order some takeout and have some lunch, first. A light lunch, of course. Okay? My treat."

So, over cheeseburgers (it wasn't light, but none of them finished their burgers), the girls got to know Drew, and Drew got to know them, while they waited for the other JayVees.

Drew seemed to be an object of fascination for the sophomores as they seemed to hang on her every word. Drew tried not to let that get to her, and chatted with the girls normally.

They asked her about a lot of things, like her hobbies, her friends, and her old school. She was ready for that, and unreeled all the pre-prepared info that she now knew by heart, like it was the real thing and not something that was just made up. They asked about her hair and makeup, and she did the best she could, and wowed them when she told them she got her hair done at Benzaiten, by none other than Julian himself. The other JV's arrived as Drew was giving pointers on makeup to Sabrina and the others. If Iola knew she was giving pointers on makeup, she'd probably laugh her head off. But after being lectured by Julian, Drew now knew a thing or two, and had a lot of info to share, and impressed the girls with her expertise.

During a lull, the girls had a short grumble-and-gripe about the exams that begin on Monday. They asked Drew if she was ready for exams week.

"I'm not worried," Drew said nonchalantly, brushing her fingertips on her top. But she ruined the effect by giggling.

"Why not?" Sabrina asked.

"I'm exempted."

"Whoa!"

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Sabrina introduced her to the four newcomers when they arrived, and Drew pleasantly said hello. The tallest was a blonde they called Marti, the short brunette was Savannah, and the other two were a pair of cute Latina girls named Alice and Vanessa. They were already dressed in their uniforms, ready to cheer, and they all looked to Sabrina for their cues.

Drew could tell Sabrina was the leader of the JVs, even if she didn't know she was the captain. Sort of like how Janine was the leader of her cheerleaders. Except Sabrina didn't lead with fear or intimidation. She impressed Drew without even half trying.

Coach Stoeger didn't miss the interaction of the girls. Even though she'd just met Sabrina, she already knew she wanted her on the team. And her first impression of Drew was proven out: Drew did indeed have the qualities that she only suspected before. With the two of them, Stoeger knew the Foxes would be something to reckon with this coming season. Now, if only Drew also had cheerleader skills as well.

"I guess it's time for the tryouts, then," she thought.

Stoeger switched on her camera and clapped her hands for attention. "All right, girls, time to get to work. I have to warn you, my little tryout will be quite unorthodox. It has to be since you girls are special cases. Sabrina, you and your JayVees have a bit of an unfair advantage on Drew, hence this unusual tryout.

"I won't be scoring yet. That's the whole reason for the camera. I'll be reviewing your performances later, along with two other coaches. Hopefully, I'll be able to get back to you by next week with news.

"Now!" Stoeger clapped her hands again and started arranging them. Soon she had them arranged in three staggered rows of three, with Drew up in the front row and in the middle, with Sabrina on her left, and the tall blonde, Marti, on her right.

Stoeger switched on the camera and was all set to start drilling them until she thought of Drew.

"Drew?" she said, worried. "Are you familiar with the standard cheerleader poses?"

"No prob, Coach," Drew said confidently.

"Okay, then." And she started drilling the girls. She called out random poses, and the girls efficiently complied. She speeded things up and started calling out poses in rapid succession, and they all kept up - Sabrina and, surprisingly, Drew, being the best of the lot. She had them carry their pompoms and did the same poses at an even faster clip. It was good that she had put Drew and Sabrina in front, as the two led the rest in the moves.

She had to hand it to Iola and Callie. They definitely got Drew ready. She was even smiling, a little thing that showed that Drew knew the drill - that it was important to keep on smiling throughout a performance. Hopefully, Iola and Callie were as thorough with everything else, and had her ready enough for the rest of her little workout.

She brought out a TV on a rolling stand and played a short training DVD that she bought for the team last year. It was essentially the standard poses but set to dance and music. She asked the girls to watch it, and then to imitate the moves.

The first portion was fairly slow, and the girls dutifully followed the girl in the video as she called out each pose. Though the girl was mostly standing in place, it felt like a dance routine, especially with the music.

Stoeger looked at Drew and noted that she looked like she was genuinely enjoying herself. She smiled, thinking that she probably already had a new cheerleader.

After fifteen minutes of this, Stoeger called a halt, clicked her remote control and started playing the next track. It was essentially the same routine but a lot faster now, and with a different music track, making it look and feel like a totally different dance. The girl was even wearing a different outfit, and she was moving from one side of her dance floor to the other, adding dance side-steps to her routine.

You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story.

After allowing the girls to watch the video a while, she got them back in their places and they were soon dancing along with the girl in the video. After a while, they were giggling and enjoying themselves. Drew and Sabrina even did a little routine - when the girl in the video went left, Drew went the opposite direction and bumped hips with Sabrina and then with Marti.

Stoeger laughed and clapped at their antics.

Drew kept pulling down her saucy skirt, though, as it had a tendency of riding up. The coach didn't bring it up again since Drew had already promised that she'd get better fitting clothes next time, but, other than that, it didn't seem to bother her.

After a while, Stoeger signaled and paused the player.

"You set for the next one?" she called.

"Yeah!" they replied excitedly, and Stoeger clicked the next track.

They watched the girl on the video a little bit. It was the same girl doing the same routine, but with a lot more dance flourishes added, like hip bumps and such, with jumps and high kicks featuring largely in the changes. And there was yet another change in music and in her outfit.

After a few false starts, the girls were soon doing the new routine like they'd been doing it for a while. Not that difficult since it was quite repetitive. And monotonous.

"This is our tryout, Coach?" Drew puffed while they did another pair of jumping jacks. "Fun!" And everyone laughed at Drew's sarcasm. The dance broke up when everyone lost their concentration and they dissolved into exhausted laughter.

"So, how're we doing, Coach?" Sabrina asked.

"Flying colors so far, dear," Stoeger said. "Everyone rest up a little bit. Then we'll run some of the team's standard cheers."

After another fifteen-minute rest, Stoeger demoed their twenty standard cheers, and was surprised Drew was familiar with all of them already. So she had Drew lead and run the girls through all of them, complete with cheers, intending to correct or provide pointers when necessary.

But she found she didn't need to - Drew already did that for her. Because of that, her high opinion of Callie and Iola just grew more - clearly, Drew was more than adequately trained. But to give Drew her due, Stoeger was sure the girl had a lot of innate talent to begin with, and Callie and Iola just had to give her directions.

All nine of them did the moves and standard cheers with efficiency and an air of excitement that was key to good cheerleading. Their cheers were loud and well delivered. They actually looked and sounded as good as, or even better than, the current team. Stoeger was glad to have auditioned the JayVees.

Running through the entire set a few times, Stoeger was already able to pick out her top five, which included Drew, Sabrina, Marti, Savannah and Alice, with the other four performing well enough that they were assured spots on the team, though they'd have to settle for second string for now.

"All right, Drew, that's great. Everyone take fifteen. We'll continue on with floor routine singles."

"Floor routine singles?" Drew asked Sabrina, and puffed as they sat on the floor, resting.

Sabrina shrugged. "I don't know what it means, either. But I think the coach will ask us to do moves individually, using the entire floor. I've seen that done before."

"Like, what kind of moves?"

"Running jumps, tumbles, twists, splits and cartwheels if you can manage it, high kicks, et cetera. The kind of moves you see them do in gymnastic competitions."

"Oh..." Drew started to be concerned. What if she couldn't do whatever was coming up? She accepted the paper cup of water Tori handed her, and downed the water greedily. She also accepted the towel Marti handed her, and mopped her brow and neck.

"I thought you weren't a cheerleader?" Tori asked Drew.

"I'm not," Drew said.

"Coulda' fooled me."

"If you're not a cheerleader," Heather said, "then how come you cheer so well? And you know the Varsity routines?"

"I don't know," Drew said, and shrugged comically. "'Coz I'm naturally awesome?"

Tori stuck her tongue at her. "Hahaha..."

"Nahhh, just jokin'. Actually, a couple of my friends are varsity cheerleaders. I've seen them do their cheers often enough. And I asked them to teach me as well."

"They must be incredible teachers."

"Why couldn't it be because I'm naturally awesome?"

That earned her a lot of razzberries.

After the fifteen-minute break, the coach moved to the center of the floor and stepped out of her yoga pants, revealing that she was wearing tights underneath.

"Okay, girls," she said. "This next part of your tryout is an optional. That means there won't be any points for this, but it will help me choose what roles you will have in the team if you ever make it through - whether you're a flyer, a base, a spotter or a tumbler.

"We haven't been lucky enough to get male recruits so far, so our competition routines are pretty sparse. Hopefully, we won't need any this year, 'coz I see some of you with potential, so we might just be able to put together towers and all that. We'll be unique, though - an all-girl competition team.

"Drew, I think you and Marti can be base, tumbler and flyer as well. Sabrina, you Savannah and Alice can be tumblers and flyers. Vanessa, Tori, Paige and Heather - you girls will be tumblers and spotters."

"So, Coach?" Marti asked. "Are you saying we're in?"

"Well..."

"Oh, come on, Coach," Sabrina said. "Tell us already! Are we in or aren't we?"

"Well, it depends on what the other two coaches will say, but I'm pretty sure they'll agree with me. I think it's safe to say that all of you are in."

This was greeted with whoops, cheers and hugs all around.

Stoeger clapped to get their attention again. "Anyway, girls, you can celebrate later. Let's get back to work."

She gestured them back. "This is how it'll work: I'll do a move, and you girls try and duplicate it. Now, like I said, this is an optional - don't feel like you have to do it. The last thing I need is for someone to get hurt. But I did ask Nurse Rosenthal to come in today, just in case." She gestured to the upper bleachers where the school nurse was sitting, and she waved back.

"So, let's get started. Fall in line, please, and arrange yourselves by height, the tallest girls at the end."

Marti and Drew were the tallest so they had to wait their turn.

Coach Stoeger started out easy, with jumping in place. First, she stood in the middle of the floor and demoed the proper crouching stance to grab as much air as possible. From that crouch, the coach exploded upward and surprisingly jumped very high.

Individually, each of the girls went to the center of the gym floor and then tried it, and all of them succeeded jumping higher than three feet, with Drew, Marti, Sabrina and the petite Savannah jumping the highest.

They then tried running jumps, running diagonally across the floor and then jumping just before they reached the middle. The momentum gave them all a little more height, but not much. The coach said it was mostly to judge the girls' precision in landing, and not in actually jumping high.

They then did a variation of that running jump - this time, while airborne, they had their arms outstretched and holding pompoms, and legs split out like scissors.

Since Drew and Savannah were the ones that jumped highest this time, they were the ones in the air longest. Drew was thankful for the gaff as well as the rumba hotpants.

The coach then did a routine where she ended up sitting on the floor, with her legs in a split position.

Drew paled and shook her head.

"No way am I trying that," Drew said to Sabrina, and Sabrina giggled. Most of the others didn't want to attempt it as well, but Marti, Savannah and Sabrina did it easily. Later on, Drew would find out from Marti that the three of them were taking ballet lessons.

The coach then did an easier move - a barrel roll, where she took a running start, tucked herself into a small ball, and rolled across the floor, unfolding at the end, and standing in a modified Ready Stance. Everyone did that.

She also did some other fairly easy stuff, like handstands and head stands, and ten other similar poses, with only Marti, Savannah and Drew managing all of them. The others, even Sabrina, weren't able to do all of them. But Savannah even did it with added flourishes, then comically raised her eyebrow at Drew, mock-challenging her. Drew obliged and did the moves again, but this time she copied Savannah move for move.

Drew learned a lot of new terms for moves she had only seen done on TV, like a Backwards Roll, a Bent Arm Back Extension Roll, a Cartwheel (at least she knew what that was), a Forward Roll (which was not to be confused with a Forward Pike Roll or a Forward Straddle Roll) a Handstand (oh, so that's what it was, heehee), a Handstand Forward Roll, a Neck Kip To Stand, a Round Off and a Straight Arm Back Extension Roll.

And the coach said these were basic skills... No A, B, C or D-Levels... Oh...

When Vanessa, Paige and Heather started complaining about banged knees and elbows, Coach Stoeger decided to end their floor exercises, and invited the girls to show off any special routines that they had.

Like Savannah, Sabrina raised her eyebrow at Drew in a friendly challenge. She then demoed how well she could do a cartwheel. Drew, Marti and Savannah took up the challenge and did cartwheels as well, though Marti's was a little rough.

Savannah then demoed a spinning jump, where she started with a running start, and then used her hands to bounce herself into a spinning somersault.

Since it required a lot of body strength, the other two weren't able to do it well. Marti, in fact, sprained her wrist a little bit.

As for Drew, she was able to do it easily, earning applause all around. Her strength compensated for her lack of skill, and she did the routine very well, indeed.

Drew thought about it, and how easy the move actually was, and decided to do a variation.

When everyone was clear of the floor, Drew decided to do it again, but this time she gave herself a longer running start.

Using her long and more powerful arms, she spun, and using her hands like springs, she was able to stay aloft long enough to do two somersaults.

"Wow!" Vanessa and Paige exclaimed.

"Girl, where'd you learn to do that?" Sabrina said.

"Ahhh, I don't actually know," she said, puffing.

Drew stood in the middle of the floor, panting and deep in thought, and as she stood motionless, everyone looked at her expectantly, and a little worried.

"Drew?" Coach Stoeger asked. "Are you okay?"

"I'm gonna try something Coach," Drew said.

Everyone grew quiet as Drew walked even further away to give herself an even longer run-up.

When she was ready, she ran powerfully to the middle of the floor, and at the very last moment, she kicked the balls of her feet into the gymnasium floor and bounced up like a spring, launching her into a very high jump.

Near the apex of her jump, she did that little thing to spin herself over, this time tucking her arms in and therefore making her spin faster, and she was able to get three spins before crashing back down, and all without using her hands against the floor.

The girls looked her in wide-eyed amazement.

"Well?" Drew smirked.

They broke into applause and gave Drew hugs.

"That's something else, Drew," the coach said, giving her a hug as well.

Drew giggled, pleased with herself.

"So are we done, Coach?"

Stoeger giggled as well. "That's what you think. Time for your dance routines."

Drew groaned. Everyone laughed.

"What's the matter, Drew?" Alice said. "Worried?"

"Nope!" she said, and then pantomimed shaking knees and nail biting. Everyone laughed.

The sophomores broke into three groups - one with four girls (Heather, Paige, Vanessa and Tori), another with three (Sabrina, Marti and Alice), and Savannah was dancing solo.

The two groups both picked songs by Lady Gaga, giving one CD to the coach to play, and their routines were very impressive.

Heather, Paige, Tori and Vanessa filled their routine with a lot of dance moves. Stoeger was a little disappointed as their routine barely qualified as a cheerleader-type dance and was more like a regular choreographed dance, and with minimal interaction with each other.

As for the other group, Sabrina and Alice made full use of Marti's height and strength and were able to do several jumps, with Marti launching them into the air higher than they would have been able to by themselves. They ended it with Sabrina and Alice hanging onto Marti's hands in a triangular fan pose.

As for Savannah's solo routine, it was more than impressive. She brought her pompoms, changed her shoes for ballet slippers, and did a routine that would have qualified as a rhythmic gymnastics floor routine at the Olympics. Which it actually was - Savannah would explain to the girls later that she copied parts of Shawn Johnson's medal-winning routine from the 2008 Olympics. Except for the pompoms, of course.

Everyone's jaw literally dropped and watched in awe as Savannah did her routine. At the end of it, everyone applauded and the girls rushed her to give her lots of congratulatory hugs.

Eventually, they all settled down after the coach called their attention.

"Girls, girls - settle down." After everyone found spots at the edge of the floor and expectantly looked at her, Drew gulped in trepidation. It was her turn now.

She extracted Callie's CD from her player and handed it to Stoeger.

"Track three please, Coach," she said, and walked to the far end of the floor.

She had her head down and took several deep breaths, trying to calm down.

"It's cool, Drew!" Sabrina called. "You'll do great, don't worry!"

"Yeah!" Savannah said, and clapped supportively. "You can do it, Drew!"

"Okay, Drew," the coach called. "Just give the word."

After a long pause, Drew raised her head and nodded. The coach pressed the button, and the speakers started blaring out the song, "'65 Love Affair" - a song immediately recognized by the coach and the JayVees.

The thirty-year-old Paul Davis hit was familiar to cheerleaders because it was a popular choice for cheerleader routines, especially because of its medium-slow four-fourths beat, be-bop pop music hooks, and eighties references to cheerleading.

As the drum-filled intro kicked in, Drew went into her routine, cartwheeling in and onto the middle of the floor. She then did high-kicks in time with the beat, shaking her pompoms in the air.

"I was a car hop," Paul Davis sang and Drew danced. "You were into the be-bop." Drew then shook her fanny at her audience, looking over her shoulder, smiling mischievously as she did. "You sang do-wop-diddy, wop-diddy, wop-doo. All of them changes you put me through..." The girls howled and laughed. Drew had made sure her skirt was pulled down before she started, but because of the shortness of the skirt, her new rumba shorts couldn't help but peek out.

Drew then changed her steps and went into a more disco-like routine when the song went, "If I could go back again, well I know I'd never let you go, back with all of my friends to that wonderful..."

On the refrain, she then did a semi-complicated solo-dance, almost like a slow dance or ballroom dance for one, with several pirouettes and spinning around on one foot with her other leg raised. "'65 love affair, we wasn't gettin' nowhere but we didn't care, it was a crazy... '65 love affair, rock 'n roll was simple and clear. Oh, I still can hear, I can hear it, baby..."

When the song went "Yeah," Drew did a Motown-like move, one hand on her hip, and the other pointing at the girls. Drew even lip-synched the "Yeah," and gave Sabrina a saucy little wink.

On the following more rock-and-roll like beat, she shifted back to her earlier routine - high-kicks and pompoms in the air.

"Well, I acted like a dum-dum," Paul Davis sang and Drew danced her heart out. "You were bad with your pom-poms. We said, 'Ooh-wah, go team, ooh-wah, go,' ooh-ee baby, I want you to know..."

After that, Drew then went into a ballroom-style dream-dance routine. "If I could go back in time, well I know somehow you'd still be mine. I wouldn't be so blind to that wonderful..."

Again, Drew did that solo pirouette-dance for the refrain. "'65 love affair when rock 'n roll was simple and clear... Oh, I still can hear, I can hear it baby..."

After that, instead of doing the Motown and rock-and-roll dance routine again, she did something that wowed the girls. "Well, I tried to make you give in," Paul Davis sang and Drew did a backwards flip. "One night at the drive-in." After landing that, she then did a cartwheel. "You said, 'oh-no baby, oh-no, whoo.'" She then went into the backwards flip again. "All of them changes you put me through." She then did a handstand, with her legs up high, moving to the beat of the song. (Due to the tight fit of Callie's skirt, it didn't ride up, but even if it did, Drew was doubly protected by her gaff and the new pants.) "If I could go back in time, well, I know somehow you'd still be mine." She then got back right side up by doing a forward roll. "I wouldn't be so blind to that wonderful..."

As the refrain came around again, Drew did that solo pirouette-dance. It was rapidly becoming the signature part of her routine. "'65 love affair, we wasn't goin' nowhere, but we didn't care, it was a crazy... '65 love affair. Rock 'n roll was simple and clear. Oh, I still can hear, I can hear it, baby."

For the following four-fourths cheerleader-type beats of the song, Drew went through the ten standard cheerleader poses.

"We sang, do-wop-diddy, wop-diddy, wop-doo! Do-wop-diddy, wop-diddy, wop-doo! Do-wop-diddy, wop-diddy, wop-doo! Do-wop-diddy, wop-diddy, wop-doo!"

For the next "diddy-wops," Drew motioned to the girls, and they all enthusiastically got up and did the drill along with Drew.

Stoeger was pleased. Drew had a way with the girls, infecting them with her enthusiasm. She was like a one-woman pep squad.

After the "diddy-wops," Drew pulled away from the girls and went through her rock-and-roll routine. "If I could go back again, well I know our love would never end, back with all of my friends to that wonderful..."

Drew, wanting to change her dance for the final refrain, had a sudden brainstorm. She pulled in Sabrina and got her to ballroom-dance with her (faster, though, and with Drew taking the lead, of course).

They danced around the gymnasium floor in time with the song, Drew holding Sabrina's right hand in her left, outstretched like Gene Kelly or something, and Drew in the lead.

Sabrina was whisked around, her breath taken away. It was all so sudden. But Drew's lead was firm, so she found it easy to go with the flow. She was thankful her mom and dad got her to take classic dance lessons so she didn't have any trouble following Drew's lead.

This close to Drew, all Sabrina could think of was how gorgeous she was. Sabrina felt her heart beat so fast.

"'65 love affair, rock 'n roll was simple and clear... Oh, I still can hear, I can hear it, baby. '65 love affair, we wasn't goin' nowhere. But we didn't care..." And Drew danced Sabrina around the gym floor until the song faded away.

When the music finally disappeared into silence, Drew and Sabrina slowed their dancing until they stood still. Drew was breathing hard from all the exertion. Sabrina was, too, but not just because of the exercise. And as she looked dreamily into Drew's eyes, the applause of her friends came raining down.