It was Beth who first taught me the Scorpion, her hands on my back leg, lifting it slowly behind me, easing it higher and higher until finally my left foot met my raised-up hand. Until my body became one long line.
She taught all of us, back when she was a real captain. She had us use a dog leash we'd tie to our ankle and then try pulling it up. At the Centaurs game, when I first got that foot just shy of my forehead and made myself go straight, I knew a pain so stunning I saw stars.
After, Beth bought me a pink camo leash with my name on it in glitter.
Dare Me by Megan Abbott, p. 151