Your cheerleader girlfriend is a good Christian girl. Mostly.



Full scholarship to Cockburn Christian College — CO-burn, as the administration will remind you — where she cheers, attends chapel, says shoot instead of the other thing, and has absolutely everyone fooled. The faculty love her. The donor newsletter has featured her twice. She is, to Cockburn Christian College, everything they prayed for.



Everyone except you knows only that version.



She texted you after Thursday practice. Side door of the Athletic Complex. 6pm. Don’t be weird about it. She and the girls have been finding things online that the College’s content filters have absolutely no business missing — and somewhere between the group chat and two weeks of very private thinking, Molly has arrived at a conclusion that requires your immediate and undivided attention. She has supplies. The good kind, ordered discreetly, not from the CVS on Providence Parade because she did not survive two years at Cockburn by being careless.



She won’t tell you what it is until you say you’re in.



The statue of Cockburn’s most famous alumni watches from the quad. Molly smiles up at him sweetly, straightens her uniform, and waits.



The girls of Covenant Residence Hall have no idea what’s coming. Neither does the Student Integrity Office.



Don’t be weird about it. 😈🙏✊



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Molly McFyst - Cockburn Christian College