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Cheerleading is defintely a TG art 1

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Henry Milton!” the art professor at Barronton University said.

“I can’t talk right now Mr. Dita, I have football practice!” Henry said leaving.

“Your coach has been informed. We need to talk.” Mr. Dita said crossly.

Henry gulped. He had a feeling why he was being called. He was captain of the school football team, and the star player...unfortunately, it was getting in the way of his studies...and art was no exception.

“Mr. Milton, you have failed to turn in a project for the FIFTH time this semseter!” Mr. Dita said unhappy.

“Professor, the coach is working us all like crazy!” Henry said in protest. “It’s our big game against the tornadoes and.....”

“Sports are not what college is for.” Dr. Dita said. “Sports are a passtime earned by students who do well in their studies. YOU Mr. Milton have not EARNED that privelege at all...so I’ve spoken to your coach and the dean...and we’re afraid that if the next painting project over a lady is not turned in next week....you’re being dropped from the team.”

“Sir, no!” Henry cried. “I’ve been training for this game all year!”

“AND you have NOT been training for your art classes....now good day Henry.”

Henry nodded and went out. He hadalways loved football. In fact, he had chosen this parrticular school so that he could be a part of their team...and he was the best they had...but not the best the art class had....so for the sake of his football position, he had to pass that class!

Heny decided to ask three girls he knew on the cheerleading team to paint: Pourtland, Penelope and Alice. He tried Pourtland first.

“Um...hi Pourtland.” he said.

“Oh. Hello Henry.” Pourtland said politely. “Excited for the game against the tornadoes?”

“Uh, yes I am.” Henry replied. “Listen Pourtland..” he tried to remember some french. “You are the most wonderful...enorme cochon I have ever seen! You would be perfect for my painting I have to do in art class! You in babe?”

Pourtland stormed off.

Henry was puzzled at first....then he remembered that enorme cochon meant “Enormous pig!” whoops!

Then he tried Penelope.

“Hey Penny....listen...you know you’d make a great model....”

“Oh. Well thanks Henry.” Penelope said smiling.

“And...I need someone to paint for my art project in art class...would you be up for it?”

“Uh...sorry. Jeffrey already asked me.” she said.

He tried Alice....but she said no too..but agreed to go out with him.

Henry then went back to his dorm feeling absolutely miserable....his best friend Kyle saw him sitting on the wreck room coach and went to him...

“Hey bud. What’s the matter?” Kyle asked his best friend.

“It’s...fine Kyle.” Henry said glumly.

“No. Come on buddy, what’s wrong?” Kyle said.

Henry sighed. “Well, if you must know, Mr. Dita said that if I don’t turn in a good art project next week, I’m being pulled from the team!”

Well, you did flunk every class last year and still managed to stay on the team.” Kyle said. “Guess Mr. Dita’s an asshole.”

Henry smiled. “Yeah, I guess so.”

“ARt is a real intersting thing though Henry.” Kyle said. “IF you just took the time to practice it more, you’d be surprised with what you can do....why painting a chick is so fun....you just gotta find one willing...and make up some excuses...”

Kyle then got an idea....

“Hey Henry, I got a plan!” he said.

“Really?!” Henry cried. “What is it?!”

“You need a painting of a cheerleader for class or you’re off the team right?” Kyle asked.

“Right.” said Henry.

“And I love painting...” said Kyle. “So...what if i would paint you dressed as a cheerleader girl, and you can take it to Mr. Dita and say that it’s yours!?”

Henry didn’t have much options.

“I guess I have no choice.” he said. “How much ya want for it though?”

“The joy of painting is my payment buddy.” he said. “meet me in my room tomorrow at 2...we’ll get on it there.”

“Thanks Kyle!” Henry said.

“Don;t mention it Henry.” Kyle said smiling.
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