"I know what you mean, man. I used to do it like, every morning in the summer. Get up super early, smoke a bat, do some yoga, and back to bed until noon.. shit is so cash," Tatum explained, grinning back.

She laughed a little at the thought of being a cheerleader now, shaking her head quickly. "No fucking way. Being on the field with Amber and Ginger potentially out there somewhere at all times? I'd hyper-ventilate every time we played Lalaurie. I couldn't do it," she admitted, shivering at the thought. "The skirts are cute though. On the other girls, not on me. Like, in general, they're cute."

She slumped more against the wall, looking at him seriously as he spoke. "Thanks, man. That means a lot. I never really felt like.. I dunno, a girl? I mean, I am a girl! I love being a girl, and I.. definitely love girls. But I mean, I've always like.. had guy interests. And gotten along with guys. I never spent so much time with another girl who wasn't family until I met Frankie. It's crazy shit."