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6“What Do You Mean?” - Justin Bieber “…Baby One More Time” - Britney Spears Practice was brutal. She had eaten mat throwing a back tuck. Twice. This did not appear to please her new captain. “Maybe think about landing on your feet? That's gonna get ugly when you're out on the track,” she mentioned in passing. Vanessa kept her response to herself, not needing to piss off Brooke Stanson, in all her poufy blonde glory, the second week of school. Get it together. She threw the next four perfectly but with no recognition. There were four weeks until the homecoming game, and the schedule handed out at the end of practice was insane. “She can't be serious,” Vanessa complained to her friends on their way out. “That's double practices for two weeks.” She and Jessi commiserated until the car was

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