Summary: Uma wouldn't do a lot of things, but if it was for her boys...she'd make an exception.

Uma was sitting on the bleachers with Evie and Mal, surrounded by all her...peers. Ugh. She didn't see the point of going to Tourney games; it was hot, cramped and people were just yelling random things that she didn't understand.

It sucked.

"What the heck are you even supposed to do at these things?", Uma asked, snatching a guy's giant foam finger off. He had put it in her face way too many times and she's warned him.

"These things are tourney games", Evie corrected, pointing to the players on the field,"You're supposed to have fun, celebrating your school"

"I don't wanna celebrate this dump", she muttered, rolling her eyes. Once again, this was stupid.

Mal and Evie looked at one another. They had both been in her shoes before,"Well you're also supposed to cheer on your friends", Evie knew she had found something when Uma frowned, "Yeah, cheer on your friends, ya know, since Harry and Gil are on the team you have to do that", she pointed over to at the two. Gil had the ball and Harry was guarding him, busting past the offensive line.

Uma didn't think about that. She had never gone to their games before until now and she thought that all she had to do was show up. Boy was she wrong.

How was she supposed to cheer and show support? Uma had never given them positive reinforcement before. She only yelled or threw things when she was happy or sad or ect., specifically Gil out the restaurant. She didn't think that was proper to do in such a public setting.

Uma was pulled from her thoughts by Evie and Mal yelling,"All right, boys! Woo-hoo! Good job Jay?"

She looked at the field to find the players leaving, "What happened?", she asked looking at the girls. "The game is over, we won, as usual", the pretty girl answered smugly, standing up. The bleachers had began to clear as they walked down.

Uma followed after them, "What about supporting your friends?", she asked getting off the bleachers. This was confusing. Why had they stopped? Mal waved at her boyfriend as they headed towards the locker room,"The game is over now, no need to support.", she explained throwing away her popcorn bag.

Uma had stopped walking, completely puzzled. "So you cheer and yell your heart out and then just stop when they leave?" Uma had decided Auradon not only sucked, but it was just flat out weird.

She was about to just head to her dorm when she saw a flyer:

Wanna show your support for Auradon Prep? "Nope"
Do you wanna cheer on your boys and girls? "Actually yes..."
Come to the Auditorium during practices at 4:30
Positions Open!

Harry and Gil were completely thrown off as they played. Their captain has been very secretive as of late and they were a bit suspicious. And to make matters worse, all through the game, they had heard someone screaming their names and they even saw a sign!

They had no idea who it was, they doubted anyone at this stuffy school would cheer on the reformed villains. Coach had told them to just focus on the game and that's what they did. They beat Knightly High with a double digit victory. After clapping hands with the sorry losers (Harry's words), they still heard that voice as they walked across the field. Gil had stopped Harry, "I think the screaming is coming from up there", he said, pointing over to the cheerleaders on the sideline.

There was a girl in the air with a large poster that read Go Harry! Go Gil! Bring Home The Gold! in perfect calligraphy. They were confused because there was no gold to bring home. Still, the girl continued to yell their names, the only thing you could make out apart from the uniform were the blue braids swinging behind her.

Gil and Harry had looked at one another, confusion evident, "Is that...Uma?", Harry asked in disbelief, walking closer to get a better look.

There was Uma, dressed in the Auradon Prep cheer uniform with her braids pulled in a high pony, being held up by Lonnie and Jane. Uma had smiled at him from below her sign, before passing it to one of the girls on the ground.

Suddenly she was thrown in the air and Harry rushed into action,"Captain!", he rushed to the sideline to find Uma tucked safely in the arms of Lonnie and Jane.

"I told you, we got you", the young fairy teased placing her on the ground. Uma had rolled her eyes, but the smile had given her away, "Yeah, yeah"

Uma had fixed her skirt, picking up her pompoms while Harry stared with an open mouth. "Harry, close your mouth", Uma said, lifting his jaw off the ground, "You're gonna catch flies", she snorted walking off.

Harry shook himself out of it,"So yar a cheerlead'ar now?", he asked following her over to the bleachers where her bag was.

"Kinda obvious now", Gil interrupted matter-of-factly,"I mean, she would be a good flyer since she's so tiny", he had made a little model with his hands to show to small size of the girl. With only a stare from his captain and first mate, he stopped talking.

The small girl shrugged on her bag, putting her arms around her friends, "What? Somebody's gotta cheer my boys on"