Yes, I changed the title. "Gimme A Sequel" was a play on words, because she was a cheerleader, but as I got into the story and Stella's past I found this title fit better.

"Oh." Zoom spoke first. "I'm sorry, Stella."

"Don't be. We can't change the past. I'll see her again someday." Stella said, sounding wise beyond her years as she opened the portal.

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"SO?" Spinner was practically bouncing up and down as they re-entered the Hub. "How'd it go?"

"I met my brother." Stella said softly, as if she still couldn't believe it.

"There are still Peacekeepers?" Sherman exclaimed.

"Mhm." She nodded. "A small group, but they're alive."

"How'd they react to you being an Omnis?" Stanford asked.

"They actually took it pretty well. History's history!" She grinned.

"Didn't you want to stay?" Sherman asked, puzzled.

"Yes. Then no, and now…I don't know. I'm going back after school ends to figure things out." She said.

"I guess we'll see you again then." Zoom said sadly.

"Aw, come on! I haven't even left yet! What is it, guilt trip day?" She joked.

"No, but speaking of leaving, do you guys remember that race we wanted to see?" Vert addressed them, and the guys nodded eagerly.

"Car show? Boring." Stella muttered to Agura.

"Oh no! You don't understand! This is one of THE biggest races in the U.S. and it takes place right in California! We're going to go and stay overnight." Spinner explained.

"Ick. Hate to be hatin', but ick." Stella stuck out her tongue.

"Hey, we never said you have to go. You and Agura can stay behind." Stanford said.

"coffSEXIST." (Stella)

"Yeah, really Stan. I like races too, you know." Agura lectured.

"Well….Someone has to stay with Stella!" Stanford protested.

"What, don't trust me?" Stella joked. "Don't answer that!" She added, pointing a finger menacingly at them.

"Agura, you NEED to stay with her!" Spinner pretended to beg. "You could…paint nails, or whatever. I dunno!"

"Okay, the "men" want some "guy time." Stella said, rolling her eyes. "We'll have our own fun."

"Sweet!" Spinner said.

"When are you leaving?" Agura asked.

"Uhm…now." Vert said, checking his watch.

"Alright. Bye then!" Stella pretended to shoo them off. "Adios! You kids have fun!"

"Miss you too." Stanford joked.

"Oh, I know you will." She said, bantering with the team while Vert spoke with Agura.

"We don't really have to go. I mean, I hate to make you "baby-sit." He said, trying to sound sincere.

"Vert, go." Agura grinned, seeing right through him.

"Sure you'll be okay?" He asked.

"Vert. GO." Agura insisted. "We're big girls." She joked.

"Alright, alright." He held up his hands. "Uhm, bye." Blushing, he leaned down and pecked her on the cheek, then quickly walked away. As the others guys got into their cars, Stella walked up and placed an elbow on Agura's shoulder, even though she was shorter and had to levitate in the air to do so comfortably.

"Point!" She exclaimed, and Agura swatted back down to the ground.

"Oh, because Zoom didn't give you a goodbye kiss?" She defended.

"Well of course he did. But yours was cuter because you didn't expect it!" She giggled. "Ah, love." Agura raised her palm again, and Stella darted out of the way. "So, what do you wanna do tonight? Go shopping?" Agura raised an eyebrow.

"Okay, no shopping." Stella decided. "How about…"

"Do we need an elaborate night? Let's just go grab something to eat and rent a movie." Agura suggested.

"Sounds good." Half an hour later, they were sitting in front of the TV, eating orange chicken and egg rolls.

"Oh. Mygosh. Asian food is amazing." Stella said. "Is that racist?"

"Nah. You're good." Agura said. "Actually, for Chinese New Year, Zoom made this huge dinner thing for us with a bunch of traditional food. It was really good."

"Cool. Ready to start the movie?" Stella asked, grabbing the remote when Agura nodded.

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"I still can't believe you convinced me to get a chick flick." Agura groaned.

"Aw, come on!" Stella protested. "It was cute!"

"It was predictable." Agura retorted.

"Whatevs. I liked it." Stella said as they entered the kitchen.

"Woah! What's this?" She asked, pulling out a pan with donut-shaped indents.

"You know, I think AJ bought that one time. He thought it was "God's gift to man." He never actually used it, though." Agura said.

"Well let's!" Stella exclaimed, running to get her laptop.

"What?" Agura asked when Stella returned.

"Let's make donuts! Come on, it's not that late!" She replied, opening the laptop.

"But we don't have a recipe. I don't even know how to use this thing!" Agura protested.

"Well, neither do I, but Google does."

"Google's going to tell us how to make donuts?"

"Hon, if Google can't find it, it doesn't exist. Here!" Stella triumphantly showed her a recipe. "Come on!" After nearly an hour of getting ingredients on each other, measuring, and spilling, the tray of donuts was in the oven.

"Phew!" Stella leaned back into a chair, wiping flour off her forehead. "Well, that was fun."

"Our donuts look like alien spaceships." Agura said bluntly.

"Well, delicious alien spaceships!" Stella retorted, looking at the misshapen dough. "Who cares what they look like?"

"I do! I worked for an hour on those things! And now they look like spaceships! And not even normal spaceships!" Agura said.

"Eh. We'll frost them. You'll never know!" Stella waved her hand carelessly.

"We're frosting them?" Agura exclaimed, looking at the clock. It was already almost eleven.

"Well duh." Stella grinned.

"Alright." Agura shrugged as the buzzer went off.

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"They actually turned out pretty good." Stella commented as they examined their masterpieces.

"Yeah. The frosting helped." Agura replied, taking one along with Stella.

"Cheers!" The latter joked, bumping her donut to Agura's. "To girl's night!"

"Amen to that." Agura replied. After eating, they were both exhausted.

"Alright, I'm going to bed." Stella said, walking out. "Night."

"Night." Agura replied, going into her room. Around eleven AM she was awakened by the sounds of music. Following the noise into the game room, she found Stella, in a tank top and short (apparently her favorite length) shorts. The couch had been moved back, and she was dancing in front of the TV.

"Oh hey!" She said, pausing the game and taking a drink of water. "Wanna play?"

"What game?" Agura asked, examining the screen. Stella mouth dropped open.

"Just Dance 2?" She said slowly. "You've never PLAYED IT?"

"I've never heard of it." Agura replied.

"Okay, that's just sad. Grab a remote, you need to play this!" Stella commanded.

"What do I do?" Agura asked, fastening the wrist strap.

"Uhm, dance?" Stella said again. Agura rolled her eyes. "Don't worry, it's easy. All you have to do is follow the dancer. Like a mirror. The colored hand is the one you're holding the remote in. Got it?" Agura nodded. "Kay, let's start with something easy…" Stella murmured, scrolling through.

"Got it!" She announced, choosing "Satisfaction."

"What the…" Agura muttered, seeing the robot on the screen.

"Just follow it to get the idea. I'll swap it to a fun song in a sec." Stella explained. After about a minute, she did. "This is like, one of the most popular ones on here. It's super random, but I think that's why people like it." She said, clicking on "Rasputin."

"Wait, "there was a cat that really was gone"? What kind of lyric is that?" Agura asked, halfway through the song.

"Just go with it!" Stella replied, panting. She had been singing along, but was out of breath from dancing. "And move your feet a little! This is dancing, not water aerobics!"

"Hey! I'm not that coordinated!" Agura said, and Stella rolled her eyes. "Besides, you're taking it too seriously!" She retorted, for Stella was copying the dancer's every jump, kick, and spin, watching the screen with a focused look.

"Hey, I have to. This is in place of my dailies, so I gotta make those calories count!" She said as the song ended. "High score! EYEAH BOIY!" She did a little happy dance. "Let's just do shuffle for awhile."

"Alright." Agura shrugged, and began dancing. She felt a little awkward at first, but after watching Stella get into it, she soon was doing the same, laughing and working up a sweat.

"What are you doing?" Agura asked, when Stella began taking off her tank top.

"Relax, will ya? The guys won't be back for awhile, and I'm wearing a sports bra. Geez." She huffed, tossing the shirt on the couch.

"Nice." Agura laughed at the sight of her neon, tie-dyed sports bra.

"Isn't it cute?" Stella grinned. "And come on; don't tell me you're not hot too. It's a friggin' sauna today!"

"True." Agura agreed. After the next few songs, she gave in, and both girls were in their sports bras. Finally, after over an hour, they took a lunch break.

"What do you want?" Agura asked Stella.

"Cereal. I'm not cooking a thing." She joked, getting out a bowl. After eating, they were at it again, dancing until their arms were sore.

"Alright, I'm done." Agura collapsed on the couch.

"What? No! One more song! Please?" Stella begged.

"Oh…fine." Agura gave in, standing up. The song selected was "Hey Ya."

"Shake it! Shake, shake it!" Stella sang/shouted along.

"What? No way." Agura stood firm, watching the move on the screen.

"Come on! This is the best part!" Stella shouted, "shaking it." Agura laughed and began following the dancer. Why not? She figured. Finally, the song ended.

"What? You beat me!" Stella exclaimed, turning for a high-five when her eye caught something, or rather someone, standing in the door. Agura turned the same direction to find Vert and Zoom staring at them. Both gaped for a second, when Stella took charge.

"Hey! You're back early!" She exclaimed, stepping in front of Agura and motioning for her to change behind her back. "How was it?" She asked, slipping her tank top on.

"Great." Zoom muttered, watching her, then his eyes widened. "Er, uhm, yeah! The race was great." Stella snickered into her palm.

"Glad you had fun. Where are the rest of the guys?"

"Oh, they're coming. Zoom and I raced home." Vert, finally recovering the power of speech, answered.

"Miss us that much?" Stella grinned, cocking her head.

"Actually, the winner got a large pizza, but-"

"Watch it, Takazumi!" Stella cut him off, making everyone laugh. "Speaking of which, you guys hungry for dinner?"

"Nah, we ate at the race. What game were you playing?" Vert asked. Stella's eyes sparkled with excitement, eager to share.

"Just Dance 2! Wanna play?" She offered, earning an elbow in the back from Agura. "Ow!" She hissed, stepping sideways from where she had been hiding Agura behind her back.

"Uhm, we're good." Zoom stuttered. He was not a dancer.

"Aw, you're no fun!" Stella teased. "We got the football team to play this with us!"

"The football team?" Zoom asked, curious.

"Oh, sure. We do cheer for them, you know." Stella winked to show she was kidding. "Anyway, after their first game, Maddi had a huge party at her house, just for the team and cheer squad. They literally have like, eight TVs in the same room, and all the girls were playing, and then someone bet Tyler Daniels ten bucks to play against me! So of course once he did, all the other guys thought it was so cool." She rolled her eyes.

"Wait, seriously? The football team?" Vert was in disbelief.

"Mhm. But hey, if y'all are "too cool" to dance with your girlfriends, we understand." She put her hands on her hips, challenging them as Vert and Agura tried hiding blushes at the phrase "girlfriends".

"Hey, I never said that…" Zoom tried.

"You im-plied it." Stella retorted. "But hey, if you wanna get outdone by the football team, that's cool."

"Ya know what? Alright. Let's do this." Zoom said, grabbing a remote.

"Let's." Stella grinned smugly. "Vert? Agura? You in?"

"You know..." Vert tried along with Agura.

"I'm pretty tired-"

"Oh come on! You, man up, and you…" She pointed at Agura, "It's just one more dance! Come on!" They both groaned, standing to play. Vert and Zoom stumbled through the first few songs, then got the hang of it.

"I can't believe I'm doing this…" Zoom muttered jokingly.

"Aw, you love it." Stella teased. "Oh! Golden Move for the win!"

"Ha! In the lead for the win!" Zoom replied.

"What? How are you doing that? I only have like a thousand points*!" Vert cried, missing another move.

"Here, you're holding it wrong." Agura said as the song ended. She took his remote and re-positioned his hands around it. "There."

"Thanks." Vert grinned as the next song began.

"I hear MUSIC!" Spinner yelled, running in. "Is that Just Dance 2?" He exclaimed. Stella paused the game as the "dancers" turned to him.

"Dude, how do you know that?" Zoom snickered.

"Hey! It was in the top ten video games of the year; I read the list. End of story." Spinner argued.

"Then how'd it get in the Hub?" Zoom asked smugly.

"Oh, this is mine. I keep it in my purse." Stella explained, popping out the disk and putting it back in a case.

"You bought the game? I hate to nag, but is that really what you should be spending your money on?" Agura asked.

"Hey, I am a very conscientious shopper! And I didn't buy this; it was a gift." Stella replied.

"From who?" Spinner asked.

"My awesome nerd friends." She grinned. "You know, the ones that gave me "Slugbots of Goopworld Five?"

"Oh yeah!" Spinner remembered. "Speaking of which, you're hogging game central!" He slid onto the couch and turned on the game.

"Hmph. Nub." Stella nudged him, then stood to leave when her phone started ringing.

"Hot and dangerous, if you're one of us then roll with us," Stella began singing along with the ringtone, then checked the screen. "Aw, crap." She muttered, walking out. Zoom cocked his head in curiosity, following.

"Hey Marcus." She sighed, leaning against the wall. "Tonight? No, I can't tonight." She paused again. "No, Mark, I'll be busy this whole week. Yes, I know what I said! I'm sorry. You're going to have to find someone else to do it." Stella ran a hand through her hair, clearly agitated. Zoom listened, curious as to who this "Marcus" was.

"Excuse me?" She said in disbelief. "Marcus, you know I do! I'm busy! I know, but I'm not even in Phoenix! It doesn't matter when, I can't do it tonight! I'm sorry." She paused again, face growing more and more worried. Finally, she spoke.

"Okay. Okay, okay, okay! Fine. I'll be there in three hours. Because I can't get there any sooner! Your "emergency" will have to wait!" She huffed, hanging up, then driving a fist into the wall and groaning in anger. "UGH!"

"That friggin' son of a sea biscuit-" She began muttering darkly, walking towards the garage.

"Who was that?" Zoom stepped out in front of her.

"Aah! Zoom, you scared me!" She exclaimed, burying her phone in her bag and avoiding eye contact.

"Interesting phone call." He said coldly.

"Oh, you heard?" She asked, on edge. "Yeah. Uhm, hey, could you get me a ride to Phoenix? Like, right now?"

"Why? So you and Marcus can hook up behind my back? He a football player too?" He challenged. Stella gasped, taking a step back.

"Are you saying you don't trust me?" She shot at him.

"After a phone call like that, I have a reason not to!" He responded, and both fell silent, staring each other down.

"I don't have time for this." Stella muttered angrily, pushing past him, but Zoom blocked her path.

"Stella, where are you going? Who's Marcus?" He demanded. Stella stared at him with such intensity that he almost backed down, when he noticed her eyes watering.

"Well?"

"Zoom, I really need to go!" She begged him.

"Go where?" He asked her.

"My job!" She cried, sinking onto the ground. "Now will you please take me to Phoenix so I don't get fired?"

"Stella, your job is with AJ's aunt and uncle." Zoom reminded her, confused. She shook her head.

"Not that job." She said.

"Well…what job?" He asked.

"Just…graveyard shift at a fast food place. I cover for them if someone calls in sick. They needed me tonight, and…" She leaned her head back against the wall, tears whisking off her face and evaporating, "If I'm not there in three hours, I get fired. I need this job, Zoom. If you aren't going to take me, I'll do it myself." She stood to leave, but Zoom placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Why are you working two jobs?" He asked softly.

"I didn't have a choice." She began, softly at first but rising in volume. "I have to pay for everything, Zoom. Clothes, college, a house someday! That takes money, you know, and I won't be getting it from my parents anytime soon! Why is there a problem with me working for a living?"

"Because you shouldn't have to!" He said. Zoom hated that her childhood had been stolen from her. "Yes, you want to go to college, and I know that takes money, but you shouldn't have to worry about paying for a house someday."

"Well then who is?" She scoffed.

"Stella." He took her hand. "I am." They looked into each other's eyes for a moment, silent, but she tore her gaze away.

"I appreciate the offer, Zoom, but I need to work."

"Stella, you need to sleep." He tried, hurt at her cold formality.

"No I don't." She murmured.

"What?"

"I…don't sleep. Haven't for awhile, actually." She admitted. "On Vandal, I…uhm…saw a few things that…I really wish I hadn't. And, I have weird dreams, and…sleep just doesn't come easy anymore, okay? So, instead of wasting my time lying around, I work. Marcus is my jackal of a boss." She said.

"But, you slept that on night? When I showed you the stars?" Zoom reminded her.

"Uhm, right. Fluke, I guess." She dismissed it. "I really need to get to Phoenix, Zoom." She hinted.

"Oh. Stella, I'm sorry." Zoom felt guilty, but his questions still hadn't been answered. "Come on; I'll give you a ride." He helped her up, and they ran out to the Chopper.

"So, how do you have so much energy then? If you don't sleep?" Zoom asked once they were on the Salt Flats.

"Omni can draw their energy from nature. Traditionally, it's a skill used to enhance our powers, but hey, we can adapt." She grinned, and they made small talk for the rest of the trip.

"Okay, we're here." Zoom pulled up to the curb, and Stella nearly flew off the bike.

"ThanksloveyaI'llgetmyselfhomebye!" She shouted, dashing in. Zoom shook his head in laughter as he drove away.

Ugh…Sorry this took so long.

*A/N: For those poor souls who don't have this game, having one thousand points at the end of a dance…sucks on ice.