Sianoa Smit-McPhee

Mäddy Killian: [''Sitting in Alexis vehicle while she applies lipstick''] So, why do it?

Alexis Grace Andersen: Cause it's dangerous.

Mäddy Killian: Like you can sprain a tit or something.

Alexis Grace Andersen: This is the most dangerous sport in American high school, bitch.

Mäddy Killian: More dangerous than football?

AlexisGrace Andersen: [''Leaving vehicle and places arms on hood and hip''] More catastrophic injuries per student. How do I look?

Mäddy Killian: Dangerous.

Alexis Grace Andersen: Duh.

Mäddy Killian: Take me through a typical Thursday.

Alexis Grace Andersen: [[w:Dawn|the ass crack] Well, first I get up at ] for my run. I mean, obviously staying in shape is a part of the gig. It's called cheerleading. You know, I have to be a leader.

Alexis Grace Andersen: [A boy comes up to Alexis hugging and kissing her; ''Jerks her torso back and forth''] Oh, Marvin. And diplomatic. Proactive. Seriously, hon. Come to the realm, boys! My bitches do not disappoint.

Mäddy Killian: So why do you call yourselves bitches?

Alexis Grace Andersen: [''Turns around with both hands effeminately raised''; ''Holds out upturned left hand''; ''Holds out upturned right hand''; ''Flips both hands, turns and walks away''] Blackfoot Bloodhounds, yo. Boys be dogs, girls be bitches. Gangster.

Mäddy Killian: [Leena approaches and greets] Not now, Leena.

Leena Miller: Maddy!

Alexis Grace Andersen: [''Sitting on field''; ''Scene of Terry groping her rear end in hallway''] After that, I track down Terry and, um... blue up his balls. God, Terry charges my bones. For real. Next year, he's captain of the football team and... I'm captain of the squad, so it's pretty much gonna be the best year ever. MMS class. I avoid taking honors classes, so I can maintain all A's. Overheard that from a senior bitch, freshmen year. Take basic classes, show up on time and always look hot!

Leena Miller: [Gives a banshee scream] You're not leaving me... I won't let you... G...O...!