[center][h2]SEASON ONE: EPISODE 8 – ALL THE BEST CHEERLEADERS HAVE DADDY ISSUES[/h2]

[url=http://vignette1.wikia.nocookie.net/thisisenglandpedia/images/4/4a/TIEPUKEY1600x1200.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20111224133235]Young Roddy[/url] sat on the roof of his garage, caressing the split lip he received from Derek O’Leary earlier that day. He looked out across the distance at the Boston skyline and let out a great sigh, life wasn’t getting any better, it was getting worse. What was he supposed to do? As the fog in his mind grew thicker and thicker, the familiar sound of his brothers Ford filled up the eary calm of the Edenridge night. There had been many a complaint about the older Callahan’s car being too loud and with it being three in the morning, he imagined more would come in during the daylight. Strangely however, as the car slowed down it did not pull into the Callahan residence but instead a little ways down the street, outside Trish Palmers house. The lights inside were on and Trish’s parents quickly hurried out as the girl climbed out of the car and into her mothers waiting arms. Mr Palmer shook Francis’ hand before he turned the car around and drove three houses down and back to the Callahan’s home.

Francis pulled into the driveway and into the garage. He quickly made his way into the garden and jumped up onto the roof, having caught sight of his little brother as he drove in. “What are you doing up, dweeber? You should be…” Before Fran could finish his sentence, he noted the new wounds on Roderick’s face. “For fuck’s sake Rod, O’Leary again? OK. This Saturday I’m going to take you to Miss Vanderbilt’s office. I know you won’t report him, so at least talk through some stuff with her alright? She’s a counsellor it’s what she’s there for…..what? what are you looking at?”

[color=green]“You look like shit”[/color]

“Don’t swear”

[color=green]”Why was Trish in your car, Fran? She’s my age, why on Earth is she with you? And why do you look like I trashed your room?”[/color]

Francis rubbed his pale blue eyes in stress. Would it be best that he tell his brother? Or would it be easier for him to hear about it at school the next day? With a great sigh, Fran lifted his head up and turned to Roddy. “I was at a party tonight, didn’t drink really. Didn’t really get the chance too. I hadn’t been there five minutes when your friend Trish came out of the bathroom screaming…Don’t ask me why she was there, I don’t know but, she was terrified. She’s not making sense just screaming, so me and Ty go into the bathroom to find out why and Winona Davies is lying on the floor”

[color=green]”You mean head cheerleader Winona Davies?”[/color]

“Yeah. Winnie was frothing at the mouth and bleeding from the nose…We tried to help but…she died there Rod. There was nothing we could do. The police came, interviewed everyone and since we live on the same street I offered to bring Trish home. That poor girl was too young to see that, too young”

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[i][b][u]Somewhere in America - 8 Hours into the Edenridge Binge[/u][/b][/i]

“WHAT?!” Elsa yelped as she nearly spat out her beer. “They just killed off one of their main characters?! This early in the show!”

Jason smiled. “We told you, this show was as real as it gets and a high school cheerleader dying from an overdose? What’s more real than that?!”

“Poor Trish. Does this haunt her for like the rest of her life? Please tell me Roddy finally beats the shit out of Derek!”

Pippa took a bite from her pizza as Episode 9 began to play on Netlfix. “Well that’s another one hooked”[/center]