Yo ho!

"Damn," said Sandra, once we'd come up for air. "So, are all the cheerleaders into girls?" "Not exactly," I said ruefully. "Too bad. If they started to be more like that, like cool pirates instead of little miss all-American mini-skirt, I might even join." "I wish," I said, laughing. The school team was called the Pirates, but the thought of the ultra-preppy cheerleaders wearing actual pirate outfits was ridiculous. Suddenly, the side door opened, and blonde Brittany Newsome stuck her head out. "Avast, Jonnie!" she shouted, with a silly grin. "We're picking out our new costumes for the year. Better come on before Miss Johnson has you keel-hauled. Bring Sandra if you want." She winked and ducked back inside.