Spring Break Catfight Part 2
Leslie, Dana, and Kathy had just checked into the hotel and were about to head to the elevator to get to their room when they stopped in their tracks after seeing who walked into the lobby.
“Un-f*cking believable,” Dana mumbled to Leslie.
“F*ck,” Leslie answered.
“Well if it isn’t the udder flasher and her sl*t friends,” Cindy sneered.
“I thought I smelled something rotten,” Jeanette chimed in.
“Take a bath and that smell might go away,” Kathy replied.
“F*ck you bi*ch!” Jeanette angrily said as Leslie and Dana laughed at their friend's comment.
“I ought to kick your skanky ass right here,” Jeanette countered.
“You bi*ches better stay out of our way,” Cindy warned.
“We will go where we want when we want and talk to who we want and there isn’t a thing you stuck up spoiled bi*ches can do about it,” Dana warned.
“That’s right,” Leslie said as she stepped up chest to chest to Jeanette.
“Really, well how about we come down to your room after we check in and see if we can’t do anything about it," Cindy said. "We’ll kick your trailer trash asses out of here.”
“Come on down c*nt!” Dana answered.
“Losers go home,” Leslie added.
“You’re on, bi*ches. See you in about thirty minutes.” Jeanette said.
“You shouldn’t bother checking in,” Kathy said as she bent down to pick up her bags.
Jeanette Cindy and Kelly watched the three girls head into the elevator before heading to the front desk and checking in. Thoughts of the upcoming fight were swirling in their heads.
The rich girls focused so much on kicking Dana and her friends' asses that they didn’t even have time to flirt with the muscular college guys who were ogling the girls' hot bodies.
Leslie, Dana, and Kathy arrived at their room on the fourth floor. It wasn’t overlooking the beach. They couldn’t afford that or the bottom floor room that had sliding glass doors right on the beach. They didn’t care.
Before they checked in they were looking forward to partying together probably for the last time as group before heading off on their separate ways. Now all they thought about were the rich bi*ches and what they were going to do to them.
“Do you think they will show?” Kathy asked.
“Yeah, Cindy is stupid I’m sure she thinks she can kick my ass," Dana replied. "But I’ll show her.”
“I got dibs on that cheer sl*t Jeanette,” Leslie said while throwing a suitcase in the corner of the room.
Kathy breathed a sigh of relief because the only girl who scared her was Jeanette. The tall blonde cheerleader was solid without much fat and she had muscular legs.
Kathy figured she measured up well with the other cheerleader Kelly, who was built similar to Kathy in height and weight.
The biggest difference between Kathy and Kelly was skin tone and hair color. Kathy had alabaster skin with a generous amount of freckles where Kelly had a salon tan with smooth flawless skin.
The other area of difference between the Kelly and Kathy was that Kelly's boobs put Kathy's in the shade. Whenever the redhead encountered the rich girls she heard comments about her flat chest.
Leslie looked forward to the brawl more than her friends did. She had endured countless taunts from Jeanette and the other cheerleaders. But Jeanette took s things further than the rest.
The taunts of dyke and other disgusting lesbian references rang in her ears as Jeanette cheered from courtside at the basketball games where the in-town rivals played. The rich private school always beat Leslie's public school teams in all the major sports boys and girls.
Jeanette loved to rub that fact in as Leslie headed to the locker room after the games. Leslie hated the private school that picked the best athletes in the city offering good-paying jobs to their parents. Today was the day Jeanette would feel the taste of defeat, Leslie was sure.
Dana wasn’t looking forward to the fight but she knew it was something she had to do if her relationship with Rich had a chance to succeed. Cindy had been trying to undermine the relationship since he dumped Cindy and started seeing Dana. She thought if she could kick Cindy's ass good the blonde bi*ch would leave her and Rich alone for good.
Dana and Kathy changed out of their skirts Dana slipped into a pair of denim shorts while Kathy put on a pair of lycra shorts. Leslie was already were a pair of shorts and changed into a tank top style shirt. Kathy and Dana wore t-shirts.
There was a knock at the door.
“It’s them,” Leslie said before opening the door.
End of Part 2
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