Week 41: Drink it.
"Hurry up," Tyra urged as she stood casually in front of the giant punch fountain. She'd brought her dad's old flask for Tim so he'd be able to hide it, thus minimizing their chances of being thrown out and her chance at college being completely blown.
So, okay, maybe spiking the punch at prom was a little cliche, but Tyra had agreed that it was in fact a time honored tradition for small high schools across the country. Plus she wanted to see Lyla end up drunk and doing something retarded.
"Seriously, can you be slower? Mrs. Taylor's coming this way," she said through her teeth as she grinned and waved at the principal as she was about to pass them by.
Tyra Collette
Friday Night Lights
RP found here
So, okay, maybe spiking the punch at prom was a little cliche, but Tyra had agreed that it was in fact a time honored tradition for small high schools across the country. Plus she wanted to see Lyla end up drunk and doing something retarded.
"Seriously, can you be slower? Mrs. Taylor's coming this way," she said through her teeth as she grinned and waved at the principal as she was about to pass them by.
Tyra Collette
Friday Night Lights
RP found here