Setting: Batesville, Mississippi
Time: 7:00am
BZZZZT, BZZZZZZT
All Kim heard was the hotel's alarm clock going off. She rubbed her tired emerald eyes awake. Her red hair was all in a maze of curls and knots. She then stretched her tired body and opened up the curtains to take in the Saturday morning sun as it overlooked the Batesville skyline.
Bonnie then woke up five minues later after her. Her short, brown hair was in the same manner as Kim's, all messed up from last night. After their showers, they went down to the restaurant to have breakfast. Of course, they were seated in their usual social groups. Kim, still in her pajamas, was enjoying her eggs and bacon, and Bonnie enjoyed her sausages. "Hey K, how was your beauty sleep?" the tan-skinned cheerleader asked.
Kim groaned and rubbed her forehead as if she had a headache "Uhh, I'd rather not talk about it, B."
"Well, anyways, we're gonna get ready for cheerleading practice in about an hour. I think, after breakfast, we should get our gold cheerleading uniforms ready." Bonnie spoke. As she looked around the restaurant, she spotted the three evil captains. She added "And, rest assured, I will keep my eyes on Veruca."
Veruca, meanwhile, sat with London and Camille at the booth on the opposite side of the restaurant. They barely even touched their food because they were anorexic. Veruca weighed only 89 pounds, Camille weighed about 98 pounds, and London weighed only 94. Veruca only consumed about nine grapes before pushing her plate filled with fruit aside. They planned, in secret, how they were going to kick Kim off the cheerleading squad.
"All right, now during practice, I will give ... this to her" Veruca whispered. She then held an innocent looking pink sheet of paper, about five inches by seven. Then when Veruca unfolded it, London and Camille gasped. A medium-sized black permanent marker spot was right in the middle of that pink slip. "According to the Cheerleading Code, this is the primary symbol given to a rouge cheerleader who has disobeyed either school policy or disobeyed her superior cheerleaders. They will be given a 'fair' democratical trial on the night of when that pink slip is given to that rouge cheerleader." Veruca said quietly. She points to Kim. "Once the votes are counted against Possible," Veruca confidently smiled as she pounded her fist into her skeleton-looking hand. "Bam, she'll be stripped of her cheerleading status." She chuckled momentarily.
"Uhh, unforunately, I see one problem with the plan," London stated as she ate half a banana. "We can't give the gifts to everyone, and everyone hates our guts."
Veruca gave an evil smile and replied "I think you are only talking about Possible and her allies. They are the ones who hate our guts! The Fringe cheerleaders, you know, who don't side with either me or Kim will be the easy targets. That's the beauty of my plan. Once practice is over, we're gonna go to the mall and we are going to shop until we drop. Heh-heh. It'll be like taking candy from a baby. Hurry, we must get to practice and, oh yeah, I'd better not forget this." She took the pink slip with the black spot with her.
What Veruca did not notice was that while she was setting up her diabolical plan, the parent chaperones, most notably the Marshes, picked up on it.
Sharon gasped when she saw the pink slip with the black spot while she was eating with Randy. She took a picture of the pink sheet with her camera-phone right before Veruca left. They then paid the bill and walked out the restaurant to their room. "Uh, Randy, I think we should warn James and Anne about this."
Randy looked unconcerned, "How come?"
Sharon frantically responded "I have been a cheerleader before and I know what that symbol means. The pink sheet with the black spot signals the demise of a cheerleader's career. I think Veruca is going to give that sheet to Kimberly. We must warn them now!"
Randy agreed "You're right."
Then the Marshes knocked the door to the Possibles' hotel room. Anne, now curling up her hair, answered. A frantic Sharon Marsh stood in front of her long-time friend. "Anne, we have a very serious problem. We know what Veruca is trying to do to Kimberly."
"What is it?" Anne wondered.
Upon hearing this, James immediately turned off the TV and approached the Marsh couple. James demanded "What is that evil blond-haired hellspawn doing now to my Kimmie-cub?"
"This." Sharon said, out-of-breath. She showed then the picture on her cell of Veruca's pink slip with the black spot on it.
"Oh dear," Anne sulked back down in her bed. She was a former Mad Dog cheerleader during the 1980s. She knew what it meant.
"Anne? What is it?" James asked as he came down to her aid.
"Our Kimmie is going to be expelled from cheerleading ... tonight ... for something she didn't do."
"What kind of silly nonsense does Veruca mean?" James wanted to know the details of her evil plan so that he and the chaperones will put a stop to it.
"Well, since Kim went against her cheerleading captain, she is now 'elligible' to be kicked out of the team. But look at what it has done for us, Kim's cheer has helped our team accomplish something that hasn't been done in seven years, beat the Tigers and end the streak on their home turf. Not to mention that Veruca's altercation occurred the same time as Ron fumbled the football, nearly causing us to lose the game. Then, she wasn't involved in the victory circle with the other players and cheerleaders, so that's strike two. Now, she's trying to kick Kim out of cheerleading ... for doing the right thing. That's strike three. We must warn the other chaperones quick before Kim gets expelled from cheerleading."
The Marshes and Possibles told the same news to the Stotches and the Broflovskis. They all know that Kim was one of the best cheerleaders ever on the squad. Kicking her out wrongfully would be considered as an outrage of injustice. They looked over the Middleton Cheerleader Code book, the one that Anne keeps at all times. When they approached the Sec. 2, Rule 17 law about kicking a cheerleader off the team for insubordination, they were stunned not by the main rule but its subtext stating the following: The expulsion must be approved by all cheerleading coaches before it is carried out.
All eight chaperones immediately headed out to the rooms of Mrs. Johnson, Mrs. Newman, and Mrs. Jackson.
Veruca went to those same three rooms where the cheerleading coaches were staying. The first one that she went to was Mrs. Jackson.
Veruca tried to ask politely, knowing fully aware of the subscript of Sect. 2, Rule 17, "Mrs. Jackson, may I expel Possible from the cheerleading squad, please?"
Mrs. Jackson responded with a stern reply "No, Veruca, you may not, because a) you are failing in your classes, b) most of the cheerleaders do not like you at all, c) you nearly wimped out on us in Game 1 and d) you have a criminal record. So, no you may not expel one of the best cheerleaders we ever had to come through Middleton High."
Veruca was astounded and stunned by this response to her demand and her happy, cute look turned more into a vengeful look. The senior captain started to curse a storm against Mrs. Jackson, "You are nothing more than a fat bitch eating 50 gallons of chocolate ice cream a day. If you will not expel her, then I will by myself because I am a cheerleading captain. And I can do whatever the hell I want." She gave Mrs. Jackson "the finger" and slammed the door in front of her.
Mrs. Jackson then got her cell phone and started to text message James about the events that had just occurred: "I denied her, she gave me the finger" MJ. She pressed send. She then also sent that same text message to the Middleton Principal, Mr. Bobby Conrad, a former U.S. Army Ranger who served his country well in the first Gulf War. Principal Conrad is a nice man and is normally on good terms with a lot of students at Middleton High, but when a few select students get onto his bad side, he is not aftraid to either suspend them or gives the long amounts of detention. He, ironically, was staying in the same hotel as the cheerleaders, coaches, and the chaperones. Principal Conrad, when he confiscates people's cell phones, learned the important aspects of text messaging. So it was not diffficult for Mrs. Jackson to text him what had happened with Veruca. Conrad clenched his two fists into terms of rage, vowing to punch Veruca in the face the next time he comes face-to-face with her.
Veruca then went to Mrs. Newman next. "Please, Mrs. Newman, may I expel Possible from the squad because she did something wrong?" she tried to ask politely.
Mrs. Newman gave her the same response as Mrs. Jackson. "No, Veruca. Kim is one of my best cheerleaders. I think what you are doing is breaching the subscript of Sect. 2, Rule 17. You have one of the worst set of morals I've ever seen in a cheerleader. Permission to expel Kim is denied."
Veruca, again, launched a profane-filled tyrade at Mrs. Newman, "Why don't you go ahead, you little bastard? Make me, you son of a bitch. Eat a big bowl of dog shit and die for all I care. You must be one of Possible's little bitches, aren't you. Well, your bullshit about policies will not work on me, you fat bastard. I am the cheerleading captain and I run this team, not you." She gave Mrs. Newman the obscene gesure and slammed the door.
Again, Mrs. Newman texted the message: "I didn't allow her, she cursed me out like a sailor, gave me the finger, and slammed the door on me." The message went out to all of the chaperones and to Principcal Conrad as well. She was really pushing his buttons now, on the very verge of suspension for two school years.
Veruca then came to her final destination, Mrs. Johnson. Hopefully, my visit with the head coach will be better than those first two harpies, she thought. She took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
Mrs. Johnson answered in a nice tone "Why, hello Veruca, how are you doing today?"
"Fine," Veruca replied in the polite voice, "May I expel Possible from the squad for violating team rules?"
"No, Veruca" Mrs. Johnson's tone suddenly changed "Kim helped this team in Game 1 with installing a little bit of school spirit in those 2,800 fans, something that you clearly lacked when it counted the most. Yeah, that's right. SCHOOL SPIRIT! Something that you DID NOT install within the last 3 minutes of that game. You only seem to care about yourself, that's your problem. You were not there in the victory circle. I don't think you deserve the right to be called the cheerleading captain of the Middleton Mad Dogs."
"You know what" Veruca was saving her biggest insults for Mrs. Johnson "fuck school spirit. You can take that 'Mad Dog School Spirit' shit and shove it up your ass. You son of a bitch, you can go ahead, choke on a cucumber and die. Wanting to keep Possible on the team is bullshit and you know it. That damn red-haired bastard can shove her pom-poms up her own asshole for all I care. I AM going to expel Possible and there is nothing you can do to stop me!!!!!!!!! JACKASS!" She angrily gave the finger on both her left and her right hand and, like the other two visits, slammed the hotel door for all to hear.
This was the last straw for Mrs. Johnson. She reached out her cell-phone and read the two text messages from the other assistant coaches. "Veruca has to go MJ" and "Veruca needs to be expelled AN", 15 minutes earlier. Then the two coaches came up to her room and told her what happened with Veruca.
Mrs. Newman proceeded to call up James on his cell.
AN: Hello? Is this Mr. Possible?
Mr. P: This is he.
AN: We have a problem with Veruca. She just came at our doors and cursed us out.
Mr. P: So I guess she did not get your permission to expel my Kimmie-cub from the team.
AN: Nope, but she is going to perform the deed ... herself. She is doing an illegal expulsion, a violation of the Cheerleading Code.
Mr. P: In other words, my Kimmie-cub is still on the team.
AN: Correct, Mr. Possible. Veruca only wants to kick Kim off the team because she poses a threat to the cheerleading captain position. We have to kick Veruca not only off the team but also off of school property. She will NEVER occupy that cheerleading captain position ever again. I've also contacted Principal Conrad.
Mr. P: We already have a plan of getting rid of Veruca. She slashed my Kimmie-cub on the cheek at the game last night and she is going to play.
AN: Well, Mr. Possible, I'm sorry about what happened to your daughter last night, but this incident was nothing. She back-talked us all out with the "f" word. The most shocking thing that she said to Mrs. Johnson was, and I quote, "f--- school spirit"
At that moment, James dropped his cell phone onto the hotel carpet. Sure he has heard the "f" word before but NEVER about the Middleton Mad Dog school spirit and teamwork that was the strongest fiber in all of Mad Dog athletics. This confirmed his fears that Veruca was breaking the Mad Dog cheering squad up. He then picked it up.
Mr. P: What time can we chaperones come on over to your room? We want to get rid of Veruca.
AN: Around noon. Mrs. Johnson, me, and Mrs. Jackson will drop off 21 of the 23 cheerleaders to South Panola's gym in 15 minutes. Me, Maddie, and Lisa will keep an eye on Veruca. We'll give you a full report about what happened, Mr. Stoppable. Maddie and Lisa hate Veruca's guts as much as they do. She'll bring along a videocamera to record everything. I believe we'll have enough evidence to, probably, expel Veruca from Middleton High once and for all. But we must unleash our anger on Veruca when the time is right.
Mr. P: Allright, Mrs. Newman, I hope you know what you're doing.
She hung up.