Alex, Pete, and Kara walked around school discussing the Midvale High school's newest scandal. "Coach Walt abuses his players. It's just a fact," Alex said.

"So?" Kara wondered.

"The man coached my dad and all my brothers. He used to come over to watch the Superbowl," Pete said defending him.

"I feel this needs to be investigated," Alex said ambitiously.

Kara rolled her eyes. "I thought you wanted to be a biologist."

"This is biology, player health," Alex said obviously.

Kara overheard a conversation between Jake and Vicki. "Coach Walt shoved his boot up a player's ass," Vicki said appalled.

"I honesty don't see what the big deal is," Jake said dismissively.

"Really?" Vicki said unimpressed and stormed off.

Alex then started taking pictures of Coach Walt talking to his players. A football player threw a football right at her. Kara caught it just in time. "Situational awareness," Kara chided Alex.

"Nice catch, girl," Pete complimented.

"I was nearly assassinated," Alex said being a drama queen.

Kara casually threw the football back to the player sending him to the ground. Coach Walt noticed Kara seeing talent he had never seen before.

Kara casually strolled into the boy's locker room and came into Coach Walt's office. "Can I help you?" he asked annoyed.

"I don't know how to put this, but I am the best football player you could ever ever have," Kara said.

"A girl? Yeah, right?" Coach Walt doubted.

"Look, you're going to lose a lot of offensive players to this whole cheating scandal going on. It's regrettable they got caught. But here's the thing, you keep possession of the ball for three downs without losing it, and I'll kick a field-goal from any distance. Statistically speaking, if you kick a field-goal every possession, with your defense, we will win," Kara said.

"From any distance, huh?" Coach Walt doubted.

"Any distance," Kara repeated. "I'm not looking to be your star quarterback or shit like that. I mean, I could if I wanted to, but I understand your primitive sensibilities. But a female kicker? Well, that's not too bad, is it? You'll win the game and become famous," Kara said.

"If you can do what you say you can," Coach Walt said skeptically.

"Your current kicker can't kick worth a damn which is why you always go for two-point conversions. Just give me a shot," Kara requested.

"Alright, practice is at three. Be there," Coach Walt allowed.

That afternoon, Kara came out in the smallest set of pads and wore a football helmet making it not obvious who she was. "Don't those cheerleaders look cute?" a football player asked the group.

"They sure do," Kara agreed.

'What the fuck?" the player wondered as he heard Kara's voice.

"Kara, what the hell is this?" Alex asked from the sidelines.

"I'm saving the school's reputation," Kara said to her.

"We've never had a female football player and with your abilities. You will expose everything," Alex said stressed out.

"I'm just kicking the ball. That's it," Kara downplayed.

Kara went over with Pete to the other-side of the field. "Don't fuck this up," Kara warned Pete.

Pete grabbed the ball, put it in position, and then Kara kicked the ball through the goal post with ease. Pete shook his hand feeling the burn. "Nice one. You're already better than our last kicker," Coach Walt allowed. "Take it out a farther distance."

Kara kicked ball-after-ball from farther distances until she was past mid-field. Coach Walt watched in amazement at Kara's kicking ability. Alex sighed realizing how much trouble she would be in if her mother found out about this. "Alright, let's see what you can do under pressure," Coach Walt said gathering all the players for both offense and defense as if it were the real thing.

The ball was thrown to Pete but it went right passed his hands. "Shit," Kara realized as she picked up the ball. Players rushed her all at once. Kara stood her ground as her shoes dug into the grass. Finally, all the players fell to the ground in a heap with Kara still standing. Amused, Kara casually walked on top of them and went passed the coach.

"You guys can't even tackle a girl? What the fuck is wrong with you?" Coach Walt raged.

That night, Kara and Pete casually strolled out of the school late at night and found the principal locked in his car with it being on fire. "Well, isn't that peculiar?" Kara remarked.

"I'll get help," Pete ran off.

Kara rolled her eyes realizing she would have to save the principal herself. Kara punched through his car door window, took the entire door off, and then carried the principal out of his car. The car then exploded as the fire reached the gas tank.

Kara looked over his body to see if he was still alive. Seeing him breathing, Kara stayed with him until an ambulance arrived.

Kara came back to the house to find Eliza worried sick. "Principal Kwan is at the hospital, but he will be in coma for a while," she said.

"Well, isn't that convenient?" Kara rolled her eyes.

"What's convenient about that?" Alex asked.

"Obviously, someone sabotaged his car. We have an arsonist on our hands," Kara said hopefully.

"Anybody see you?" Eliza asked.

"Not that I know of," Kara considered.

"Well, lucky for him you were there. Still, you use your powers way too often. You're going to get yourself exposed," Eliza lectured.

"I'm sorry you decided to live in a fucked-up town," Kara said dismissively.

"It was fine until you arrived," Alex shot back.

"Alex, it's not Kara's fault she landed where and when she did," Eliza told her.

"Kara's playing football now," Alex brought up.

"You bitch," Kara narrowed her eyes at her.

"What the fuck, Kara?" Eliza asked stunned.

"I'm only the kicker. It's no big deal," Kara said.

"Except there is record-keeping for the longest field-goal. You want your name on that list?" Eliza asked rhetorically.

"Is that a trick question?" Kara asked.

"Your cousin, Clark Kent, could have been the greatest football player of all time earning hundreds of millions of dollars. But instead, he became a reporter," Eliza said.

"Sounds like a total tool," Kara said disrespectfully.

"What if someone came to Krypton with super-powers and then dominated every sport you had?" Eliza asked.

"First, we didn't have sports. Second, I wouldn't give a shit if that did happen," Kara replied.

"Okay, play football if that's what you want but don't break the current record, and don't hurt anyone. Those records are for human players for human achievements," Eliza said.

"But those records are weak as fuck," Kara protested.

"Being a good guest means not upstaging your host. This is a human game for human players," Eliza said to her.

"Okay," Kara agreed.

Late at night, Pete, Kara, and Alex strolled around town. "The cops said it was faulty wiring but that's bullshit," Alex doubted.

"What are you suggesting?" Pete asked confused.

"More importantly, why do we give a shit?" Kara asked.

"I bet Coach Walt has something to do with it. He's like a cult leader and Principal Kwan nearly broke it up," Alex figured.

"That's a bit of an exaggeration," Pete said defensively.

"Yeah, you know what else is a cult? The cheer-leading squad," Alex said and then ran into Vicki at a coffee shop.

"Vicki, what are you doing here?" Pete wondered.

"Taking your order, I hope," she said awkwardly.

"What is this?" Alex asked concerned.

"I quit the cheer-leading team and now I work here," Vicki said simply.

"So, you're a waitress for realz?" Kara asked condescendingly.

"I'm trying to build up a resume, make some money, and contribute to society, so I would appreciate it if you all stopped giving me shit," Vicki said annoyed.

"First day?" Pete questioned.

"Holy shit, you guys. I'm trying to work," Vicki said as the three hovered around her. Vicki then went back to the counter without her order slips.

"You forgot this," Alex said helpfully.

"Thanks," Vicki said appreciatively.

"First day is always rough," Alex said sympathetically.

"Have you ever had a job?" Vicki asked.

"Well, no, but I...," Alex said awkwardly. "So, why did you quit cheer-leading?"

"My mother did cheer-leading, my grandmother did cheer-leading, it was time to break the vicious cycle," Vicki said.

"Cheer-leading only serves the patriarchy anyway," Alex said dismissively.

"I'm not really into that feminist bullshit," Vicki told her. "I'm sorry, that was rude. Hey, I work here four times a week. You can stop by anytime you want."

"Vicki, get your ass over to table three. They've been waiting for five fucking minutes," the boss yelled at her.

"Right, sorry," Vicki said adorably.

"Don't be sorry. Be faster," the boss raged.

Kara stayed with Pete at table three. "Now, where is that waitress?" Kara wondered.

Pete then noticed some football jocks hanging out together. "Coach wants us out on the field, right now," Jake informed them.

"Oh shit," they said getting up but ignoring Pete completely.

Kara watched as they left amused. "It's like I'm invisible," Pete said annoyed.

"Hey, the position of place kicker is very important," Kara mocked.

"Do you know how many games have been won or lost based off the place kicker?" Pete asked her.

"I wish I gave a shit," Kara said sincerely.

Coach Walt addressed the football players completely pissed-off. "Congratulations, I have never seen a team display such stupidity as you all have. Which one of you fucks talked?"

"No one, huh? No one here talked to Principal Kwan? So, the fairy-fucking-godmother told him I supplied you all with that test? I will PT you all until you all fucking die!" Coach Walt raged.

"Coach, no college is going to look at us if we have cheating on our record," one finally spoke up.

"So, it was you, Trevor. Why doesn't that surprise me, you little shit?" Coach Walt smacked him to the ground. The sprinkler system then started spraying fire.

"Dude, this is like Set fire to the Rain by Adele," one of the players remarked.

"Shut the fuck up. This isn't about you. This is about my legacy. Now, you go home and keep your mouths shut. Understand?" Coach Walt shouted.

"Yes, coach," they all said and dispersed.

"Holy shit," Alex said video recording it all.

Kara put on a football jersey and looked at herself in the mirror. "How do I look?" Kara asked.

"Like the quarterback's girlfriend," Eliza rolled her eyes.

"I'm tearing down barriers and inspiring girls to better themselves by playing highly combative sports," Kara said.

"Feed that bullshit to someone else," Eliza told her. "Look, if you seriously injure or kill a kid out there, you're going to have to live with that mistake."

"I can live with that," Kara replied. "You trust me, don't you?"

"I'd give it a 50/50 someone gets killed," Eliza sighed.

Alex came up to see Trevor the night before the big game. "Why did you call? What do you want?" he asked her.

"I want to know if Coach Walt supplied the players with the test," Alex said boldly.

"You're going to get yourself hurt," Trevor warned.

"You can either talk to me now or later," Alex pressed. "Either way, this picture of your coach turning the sprinklers into flame-throwers will be on the net tomorrow."

"Just leave me alone," Trevor deflected and walked off. As Trevor went back to his car, Coach Walt grabbed him by the arm and burned him.

"Talking to that bitch, Alex Danvers?" Coach Walt asked him sending Trevor to his knees in pain. "I thought you were cool."

"I didn't say anything, coach," Trevor told him. "She has a picture of us on the field with the sprinklers on fire."

"Alright, I believe you but my Tommy gun doesn't," Coach Walt threatened.

"Holy shit!" Trevor said quickly getting into his car and driving off.

Alex went back to her Weird Room and worked to clear up the video she had taken. "I fucking hate MACs," she said as she worked. A fire suddenly destroyed her computer. "Well...shit," Alex said peeved.

The whole office then got lit on fire trapping Alex. Meanwhile, Kara was at the pep rally with Pete. "So, who's your football boyfriend?" a cheer-leader asked Kara.

"Yours," Kara mocked.

"Have you seen Alex?" Pete asked.

"No. She ruins all the fun anyway," Kara said. The two of them then saw Alex trying to get out of a classroom window with fire behind her. "See? This is the kind of shit I'm talking about."

"I'll get help," Pete said running off.

"Yeah, you go do that," Kara rolled her eyes.

Kara quickly went through the school, kicked a door open, and then blasted the room with frost breath ending the fire. "Thanks," Alex said appreciatively. "It was like the fire knew what I was up to."

"Yeah, it's called arson," Kara said simply.

"Coach Walt is behind this," Alex accused.

"So what if he is? Coach Walt is an institution," Kara said.

"I can't believe what I am hearing," Alex said hurt.

"Why are you freaking out on me?" Kara wondered.

"You're breaking my heart, Kara," Alex said shedding tears.

"Yeah, that cry routine doesn't work on me. Try...Vicki," Kara mocked. "Do you have another copy of the picture?"

"No, it's impossible to recover the files now," Alex said obviously.

"Then it didn't happen," Kara told her.

"Why are you defending him?" Alex asked. "You've changed."

"I really haven't. I just don't give a shit either way," Kara assured her.

"Trevor is my witness. I can get him to talk," Alex said.

"I thought you were into biology, not crime-stuff," Kara said confused.

"Everyone needs a hobby," Alex said. "You're on the team now. Get Trevor to talk."

"Too easy," Kara smirked.

Kara strolled into the coffee shop and bumped into Vicki. "Midvale's first female football player, I see," Vicki said.

"I'm not gay," Kara said defensively.

"Wow, I didn't even...," Vicki said stunned.

"Has Trevor come in?" Kara asked.

"He hasn't," Vicki told her. "Can I get you something?"

"Yeah, a cup of coffee," Kara said and then noticed Lex busy at work.

"Rumor has it, Kara Danvers joined the football team," Lex said impressed.

"Rumor's true," Kara confirmed.

"The first female football player in our school's history. Congratulations," Lex smiled. "Your mom must be thrilled."

"She actually freaked out, but I'm okay with that," Kara said. "So, what are you working on?"

"Trying to figure out which poor bastard deserves to get the ax," Lex said looking over his files.

"Nice," Kara smiled.

"My father wants me to cut twenty percent of the workforce," Lex said.

"Look, I don't want to tell you how to do your job, but you should want to expand your empire, not cut it down," Kara advised.

"I manage a shit factory, literally, a shit factory," Lex downplayed.

"You have to start somewhere, Lex, even if it is a shit factory," Kara said as Vicki gave her a coffee.

"I agree," Lex said moved.

"Let's work together on this. I think we have a common goal, Lex," Kara said.

"And what would that be?" Lex asked curiously.

"To make your dad mad as fuck," Kara smirked.

The next morning, Kara strolled over to Trevor's house. "Hey, Trevor, I just want to talk," Kara said going inside his garage. He found Trevor wounded and surrounded by fire extinguishers.

"Just leave or he'll come back," Trevor said freaked out. "Once coach gets angry, he rides me pretty hard."

"I know that wasn't supposed to sound sexual but...," Kara smirked.

"He thinks of himself as our father. That's how he justifies it, anyway," Trevor said bitterly.

"Now, you just made it really awkward," Kara said shocked and appalled.

"One time, I dropped a pass, and he punched me in the gut. Told me not to do it again," Trevor recalled.

"And did you drop another pass, Trevor?" Kara asked.

"Well...no," Trevor said.

"Then it worked, didn't it?" Kara said obviously.

"Wait...what?" Trevor asked.

"Trevor, Coach Walt is an institution. He puts Midvale on the map. He's provided scholarships for brain-dead players like yourself to go to college. His letters of recommendations have given a lot of students good paying jobs. Half the teachers and the school board were coached under him. And then, this Principal Kwan comes in out of nowhere and tries to fuck that all up," Kara said.

"I don't know," Trevor said about to cry.

"Trevor, you need to stop being such a pussy. You're embarrassing yourself. You know what they say? Snitches get stitches," Kara said.

"But my arm," Trevor protested.

Kara used her X-ray vision and didn't see any broken bones. "You'll live. You just need to catch balls like Chris Carter. Now, you go out there and win this game."

"Okay," Trevor said pathetically.

Kara walked back home and got a call from Alex. "So, did you get him to talk?" Alex asked.

"Yeah, sure," Kara said vaguely.

"Great, now he just needs to talk to the police," Alex said excited at her success.

"Yeah, shut you down, he isn't going to be telling them shit. Trevor is a team player," Kara said.

"Wait...what?" Alex shrieked at her.

"Why do you have to be such a hater, Alex. Just...let...it...go," Kara said slowly.

"Unbelievable. I'm going to deal with this myself," Alex said outraged.

"Yeah, you go do that," Kara said dismissively and hung up.

Alex barged into the boy's locker room and entered the sauna finding Coach Walt. "What the fuck, Danvers?" Coach Walt said surprised.

"You're not walking out on that field, tonight. I know what you did," Alex said.

"You do not want to fuck with me, little girl," Coach Walt threatened.

"You hurt Trevor's arm," Alex accused.

"That little shit should have kept his mouth shut," Coach Walt raged and then punched Alex in the gut. He then threw her into the sauna, locked the door, and then increased the temperature.

"The heat is on," Coach Walt sneered as he left.

Kara kicked another field goal from fifty yards out putting the Midvale Stallions in the lead. Coach Walt looked on nervously as he had Alex dying in his sauna but more importantly the game was really close without him having his best offensive players on the field.

Eliza came up to the line to talk with Kara. "Where's Alex?"

"No clue. Haven't seen her all day," Kara admitted.

"Mrs. Danvers, you know the rules about parents on the sidelines," Coach Walt said irritably.

"I think this is a special case," Eliza smiled at him. Eliza turned to Kara. "Find her."

"God damn it," Kara sighed and then scanned the crowd for her. Not seeing her, she scanned the school. "Maybe," Kara figured.

Kara walked off the field towards the locker room. "Danvers, get back here this instant," Coach Walt yelled at her.

Kara proceeded to flip him off and went inside anyway. "Alex, you down here?" Kara shouted inside the locker room. Kara then found the sauna. Scanning through the door, she found Alex passed out. Alarmed, Kara tore the door off and went inside. "So hot," Alex gasped.

"Holy shit," Kara realized taking her out of the sauna.

Coach Walt then slammed Kara with a fire extinguisher. "The fuck you doing?" Kara asked annoyed and then tossed him through the glass window of his office.

"Coach, you need help, and I got the medicine in these fists," Kara glared.

"What I need is to win this game," Coach Walt said freaking out.

"It's too late for that," Kara told him.

"No, I can't lose!" Coach Walt shouted as flames roared around him and engulfed the locker room.

Kara passed through the flames unaffected. "How did you do that?" Coach Walt asked stunned.

"It's actually a funny story. It begins like this...," Kara said and then threw Coach Walt up against the shower wall breaking his back.

"You want heat, coach. Alright, I got you some heat," Kara said and then blasted him with heat vision incinerating him.

Kara then went over to Alex. "So thirsty," she gasped.

"I'll be right back," Kara said and then got her a Gatorade.

"Well, too bad our perfect season is gone," Alex sighed.

"We actually won. I was just fucking with him," Kara revealed.

Alex laughed in spite of herself. "Nice," she smiled approvingly.

Kara and Alex walked off the school grounds as fire-fighters arrived. "You okay?" Kara asked concerned.

"Yeah, I'll be alright," Alex said sipping another Gatorade. "I'm sorry I went off on my own to confront Coach Walt. It was stupid."

"Yeah," Kara agreed.

"You left the field to save me. You could have made history," Alex realized.

"Well, your mom nagging me was also a consideration," Kara told her.

"So, you finally found her. Where were you, Alex?" Eliza asked peeved.

"I was...in the stands," Alex lied.

"And you couldn't be next to your mother supporting your sister?" Eliza asked.

"Yeah, what the fuck, Alex?" Kara piled on.

"I was with...a boy," Alex excused.

Eliza rolled her eyes. "Well, at least you weren't part of this nonsense," she said referring to the fire.

"I know, right?" Kara agreed.

"Okay, let's go home," Eliza said as she put her arms around both girls on their way back to the car.