Chemistry

By

Sexandviolence201

Part Two

As the new girl walked into the doors of McKinley High, she never expected everything to be so huge: the hallways, the classrooms, and even the number of students here; she was definitely suprised by it all. Being from a small town like Sleeper, Missouri, she thought that the school was going to be the same size as her old one, maybe a little bigger, but nothing like this.

"Look, honey," said Mary Campbell, the girl's excited mother, "they have an excellent academic program and *gasps* LOOK, they have cheerleading here, just like in Sleeper! You should try out for the squad; I'll talk to the coach and-"

"NO, mom," the girl protested, "I'm not trying out again! Remember what happened when I joined Sleeper's team? Everyone wanted me off, even the coaches!"

"Oh, Shannon," her mother argued, "they were just jealous of your talent, that's all." Shannon looked at her mother with disgust and replied, "Yeah, talent my ass; the girls were complete bitches to me, and the coaches made me do more exercises and routines than everyone else!"

In Sleeper, the cheerleaders had the worst reputation for just about everything possible: sex, drugs, alcohol, pregnancy, fighting, you name it; the faculty complained non-stop to the officials, as well as the Board of Education, who stood idly by and did nothing about it, in which they were either ignored or even fired from teaching at the school. All because of that, was exactly the reason why Shannon didn't want to have anything to do with the sport. Shannon turned to the right and saw Jasper walking to the principal's office. He opened the door and there was a brief moment. "May I help you?" Principal Figgins asked and Jasper walked out.

Mary looked at her daughter and went back to the prior conversation. "Fine, don't join the squad," Mary replied, "but you don't know what you're missing." "Umm, I think I do, and I'll let it stay that way," Shannon said confidently.

When Shannon and Mary found Principal Figgins' office, both of them were met with the ferocious wrath of Sue Sylvester. She had just gotten out of another argument between her and Coach Beiste, about the budget for the Cheerios dropping once again. The only difference about this fight was who was getting the budget cuts; Figgins had decided to keep the Glee club's budget from dropping like it did the first time, and chose to drop the Cheerios' budget twice as much as before, which easily made Sue a hot-headed, violent woman for everyone to avoid in the halls. While Coach Beiste walked out of the room to go back to the boys' locker rooms and work on the plays for the football game, Shannon and Mary, who was somewhat nervous after the small altercation, were the first two people to witness the anger of the older woman, and were a bit frightened about if they should go in the office or not.

"I sincerely apologize about Ms. Sylvester's behavior," the man said, "please let me assure you that it will not happen again. Now why don't we step inside my office and discuss what we can do here." Following her new principal into his office, Shannon and her mother talked about what would happen for her. Everything was settled, along with the paperwork, schedule, and medical forms, and Figgins told Shannon that she would start first thing next Monday, so that she could get her supplies during the weekend, as well as wishing her and her mother a good day and that he would see her on Monday morning.

"Before we go, is it okay if I shower first?" Shannon asked Figgins, "I've been riding in the car since we left Missouri, and the all of the bathrooms in our new house are being renovated." "Of course Ms. Campbell," he replied, "the girls' locker rooms are down the hall, to the left. In the meantime, I'll show your mother around the school."

She left the office and Jasper stood there again trying to get ready for orientation. Shannon just stopped and tried to break the ice. "How are you?" Shannon asked and Jasper responded, "I wish I knew you would here and so I could still avoided you…" He walked past her.

She found the locker room, she saw two girls in red and white cheer uniforms with the letters WMHS exiting the locker room, a tall blonde and a shorter Latina with her. "They must be the cheerleaders here," Shannon thought, "whatever, it ain't my problem now."