We posed.
We did Charlie’s Angels poses. We did funny faces. We did let’s-pretend-we’re-ninjas poses. Animal poses. Sultry. Sexy. Mysterious. Sunglasses on, sunglasses off, sunglasses thrown in the air.
I wouldn’t have been surprised if Tabatha’s mom requested we do a cheerleader triangle pose, but she didn’t. They did bring out pompons, which I refused to hold.
Zellman did a cheer all by himself.
Jordan banned Zellman from ever touching pompons again.
The next stop was Tabatha’s house, where she got text alert after alert. Everyone hugged and kissed. Cross and Taz’s mom was tipsy, with pinot grigio breath. Tabatha’s mom blinked back tears, smudging her eyeliner, and also sending Channing a hungry side-eye. Heather eventually put a stop to that, literally standing in front of him with
