"A cheerleader?" Molly gaped animatedly. "Were you really popular, too?" Of course! Molly only ever saw/heard of popular cheerleaders that were always beautiful, nice and talented. And Molly knew Claire was nice, beautiful and talented, so it only fit! "I'd like to be a cheerleader, but I'm not that limber."

She was also a wee bit scared of heights. She's seen the cheerleaders on TV twirl around in the air and being thrown oh-so-high--it looked scary!

Molly's eyes twinkled when she saw the pink and blue checkered gift bag, her face automatically softening. "You shouldn't have, Claire!" She gushed yet again, her eyes twinkling with adoration. Really, no one needed to get her anything; being there was a good enough present to Molly. "Thank you so much!" With her gloved finger she pointed toward the table, giving a bright smile, "There!"