Chapter Three-Demonic cheerleading

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Sherman Yates was upset. He had had one spare pair of glasses. He had had to tape them up. Once it was on his face, he walked angrily towards Zeta Zeta Zeta fraternity.

     It was cool. He ignored the cheerleaders' chants: GIVE ME A D....GIVE ME A E...GIVE ME A L...GIVE ME A T...GIVE ME A A...WHAT DOES THAT SPELL? IT SPELLS DELTA...

Sherman saw the girls. They had black colored hair. And huge breasts. They star jumped high in the air...as they held their pom poms in their hands. Then, as they focused on the nerd, their eyes turned a hellish red color...It was satanic. Sherman blinked his eyes. He rubbed them. Then one of the cheerleaders saw him. A mass of electric energy passed through her lithe body. Sherman almost stumbled. "DON'T BREAK MY OLD GLASSES! IT IS BAD ENOUGH A JOCK SMASHED MY NEW ONES", he yelled. He had never raised his voice before to anyone; he was usually reserved...and silent. But, ever since his glasses were damaged, he was angry.

      "It was Jim McKenchnie. My, what is a nerd doing here? I'm Clarrisa", Clarissa said. "Sherman". He didn't know what to do.  "You like to see me cheer?", Clarissa asked. "Yes, but I don't usually watch the girls. The jocks, as well as the football players beat me up too much to do that", Sherman answered.  "Then we can do something about that", Clarissa said.

     And, before he could do anything, she bit into his thorax. Blood gushed like a geyser. Then she bit into his right hand. And, as the demonic blood flowed into Sherman's bloodstream, he collapsed onto the field. Clarissa then stopped her performance...and dragged her new servant into the hellish fire of the Delta Delta Delta sorority house.

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