All's Fair In High School
Chapter 2
Hey! Here's some little details to help make this fic more understandable.
* Theresa and Chad are best friends.
* Theresa and Ethan have been together for nearly 3 years
* Ethan deferred the first semester of college because he didn't want to
leave Theresa.
* Charity and Kay do not that they are cousins yet.
* Thus, they do not live together.
* Miguel and Kay just met.
* Kay and Jess are sisters.
* Kay and Reese used to date, but not anymore since Jessica likes him.
* Charity has a normal family. She's an only child, and lives with both a mom
and dad. Well her mom is kind of pushy and acts
like she's more concerned about Charity's social life than she is about
Charity.
* Miguel and Charity have been the longtime couple for almost 4 years.
* Ethan is still a Crane.
* All the hocus pocus mumbo jumbo is omitted from my story.
* THIS WILL NOT BE A KAGUEL FIC! IT MAY START OUT AS
ONE BUT WON"T STAY ONE! - SORRY TO KAGUEL LOVERS!!
( Hey SVHSY fans, guess what'll happen!?!?!?! LoL!)
* Yes, to SVHSY fans- a Jeremy will be brought in. Actually, if you look closely enough, you can find him in this chapter...
Anyways, on to chapter 2...
Charity gave a sigh of relief as she headed to class. With everything that had been going on, like Miguel's football ordeal, this whole cheerleading thing, and all the stress at home, turning back to books and schoolwork would actually be more of a comfort than a pain.
She had always been a good student. Notice she used the words "good student" not "smart".
She wasn't smart. At least not book-smart. But she had enough street-smarts to find ways of getting around certain obstacles. Sometimes there's stuff more important than seeing who aces the english test.
Miguel was so dense sometimes. Just because these Harmony freaks had what they had now didn't mean they would have it in the future. In the near future, in fact.
There was no way in hell that Charity would allow this Kay Bennett chick to be captain again. Charity always got what she wanted. No matter what.
Charity Standish
English assignment: Please write a short essay on a book that has had a major impact on your life.
When I was little, my mom bought me a book of children's fables. My favorite story was one about the rabbit and the turtle, or something like that.
Anyways, it showed how slow and steady can win the race. There are more ways of getting what you want than just being good at that subject. People get cocky and they let their guard down. If your smart, you'll know that that's when you strike.
That same year, I wanted to be a cheerleader for Halloween. I would stand in the mirror with it on, thinking about being a cheerleader. My mom would laugh and say I was being "such a cute little girl".
From then on, I practiced everything I could that had to with cheerleading. One of my neighbors happened to be a cheerleader and she always helped me.
When I just started middle school, I was plain. I was awkward- not special. When I tried out for the cheerleading, everyone was shocked. I could tell that they obviously didn't think I could make it.
At the first tryout day, I wasn't at all fazed by the difficult cheers or dances. I knew what I was doing. And unlike the other "cool" girls, I wan't tripping all over myself. Others girls recognized that I knew what I was doing, and asked for my help. And I helped them just enough so that they would make it, but not so that they were better than me.
Back to the fables. It showed me that things aren't always what they seem. To the front runners in life, watch your back.
Kay rushed into the lockeroom after school. It was empty. Was she already late for tryout practices? She glanced at her watch. It was already 2:35. Practice had started 5 minutes ago.
' Perfect. The one day Coach Jenn asks me to run practice, I have to be late.', Kay chided herself.
She quickly changed and then ran into the gym.
Jumping onto the nearest bench, she clapped her hands and called for everyone's attention.
" Hi everyone! I'm Kay. Coach Jenn has a doctor's appointment today, so I'll be running practice today. If your all warmed up and stretched, let's get started! I need last year's varsity football squad up here to help teach the cheer.", Kay called out.
After summoning all the football girls ( Simone, Ali, Heather, Megs, Belle, Stacey and Gina ), she told them the cheer that they would be doing.
" But Kay, Hey, Hey You! is our hardest cheer!", Heather protested.
" Yeah Heather, what's your point?", Kay asked.
" Ookay.", Heather said, " But if anyone sprains an ankle, don't say I didn't warn you."
Charity looked at the brunette girl who was obviously in charge. No doubt was this the girl that Miguel had told her about.
While she was good, Charity didn't really have any doubts that she was better. She found herself hanging toward the back of the crowd during practice. There was no rush for her to show Kay how easily she could turn a flip. How high her jumps soared. How perfect her body postitions were.
" Char? You okay?", her best friend Mindy asked.
" Uh huh.", Charity answered, still concentrating on Kay.
Mindy followed her gaze to Kay. " You're not actually worried about this Kay, are you? She's good, but she's no match for you."
" Yeah, no kidding, Charity. You have nothing to worry about." her other best friend, Emily added.
" Yeah, I know." Charity replied half-heartedly.
After nearly two hours of watching girl after girl fall on her butt, Kay had had enough. It was enough having to deal with all the death glares the less coordinated girls had been shooting her, but had taken all of Kay's self control not to laugh.
" Kay, girl, if looks could kill, you'd be dead and buried!", Simone said with a laugh.
" No kidding, Kay. I still can't believe you chose that cheer. It took the comp squad a freakin' week to learn that cheer!", Ali added, giggling.
" Well, I just wanted to let them know what they're in for. I mean, we did go to nationals last year, and this year I intend to place.", Kay said with a shrug.
" Weed out the graceless early?", Megs asked.
" If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were trying to weed your own sister out. I think I killed my wrist.", Jessica added.
" Hey, don't stress Jess. You know you'll make JV this year, and you can make Varsity next year. And if they can't take tryouts, they shouldn't even be here.", Kay replied, " I know it sounds harsh, but this year, I want to have a killer squad. And we will. I can just feel it."
" Anyways, enough chitchat. I've gotta run. Jess, you need a lift home?", Kay asked her sister.
" No, Reese is giving me a ride home.", Jessica answered, a blush creeping into her cheeks.
" Oooh!" came the loud reply from nearly everyone in the locker room.
" Oh, Kay, wait!", Simone called, "We're having a strategy sessions at the book cafe. You know Coach Jenn the best- you HAVE to come!"
" I don't know Simone. I was actually going to get a head start on my history project.", Kay replied hesitantly.
" Kay, please don't tell me your going all nerd-", Simone started.
" Fine you guys! 9:30 sharp for an hour, okay?", Kay interrupted with a laugh.
" Thank you!" all her friends said in unison.
" Later!", Kay called as she walked out the door.
Jessica walked out to the parking lot. She was supposed to meet Reese by his car.
She spotted him, his face red and flushed from football practice, standing next to his red Sunfire.
" Hey Reese!", she called out, waving to him.
" Hey Jess! How was the tryout practice?", Reese asked in an easy voice.
" It was pretty good. Kay picked out a killer cheer and half of the girls were tripping over themselves.", Jessica said with a sparkle in her eye.
" Sounds like Kay all right.", Reese said with a laugh.
" Listen, I don't really wanna go home just yet. You wanna go out for some pizza?", Reese asked.
" Sure!", Jessica exclaimed.
They sped off to Pizza Hut.
Whitney looked up from her creative writing essay. Of course, being the nice guy that he is, Mr. Johnson had assigned an essay on the first day of school. Problem was, she had been struggling with it for the past 45 minutes.
The library was virually empty. Well, obviously. Who would be in the library studying on the first day of school. There was only one guy there. He actually was kinda cute... wait a minute! That's the guy that insulted her during her creative writing class!
Hmmm... what would she do? She could do the 7th grade thing and ignore him. Or she could make an attempt to be an adult and go say hi to dim. Tempting decision...
She stood up, took a deep breath and walked over to him.
" Hey, I'm Whitney Russell. I'm in your creative writing class.", she said, giving him a warm smile.
" Yeah, it's the Barbie wannabe.", he said, giving her a smile.
" And your the scorn and bile boy.", she snapped. Why had she even bothered trying to be friendly and civil?
" Ooh. Barbie's got a brain. I'm scared now.", Chad replied in a low voice.
" Listen, CHAD, I don't know what your problem is. I'm just trying to be nice. Would it be that difficult to just pretend to be a nice guy?", Whit asked.
" Let's talk about the real reason you came over here to talk to me, Whitney.", Chad said smirking.
" The real reason? I can't wait to hear this...", Whit said in a exaspered voice.
" You're fishing for a date, aren't you?", Chad asked, smirking again.
" Excuse me?", Whitney couldn't believe her ears, " FISHING for a date? I could get a date if I wanted to. I'm SORRY if I have better things to do than to worry about chasing pathetic little boys, like yourself, around!", Whitney exploded. She could not believe the nerve of this guy.
" Excuse me? I'm going to have to ask you to leave, Miss.", the librarian said to Whitney in a stern voice.
" Look what you did!", Whitney screeched, " I've never been kicked out a library before!"
" Well, they're asking you to leave because your making a scene. If only you were as mature as I am...", Chad trailed off.
" Actually, I also have to ask you to leave.", the librarian said to Chad.
" Mature? That's funny!",Whitney said laughingly, as she left the library.
That's it. She would stay away from Chad Harris from now on. He was nothing but trouble.
Jessica bursted out laughing.
" Hey! It's not THAT funny!", Reese exclaimed, throwing a piece of sausage at her.
It got stuck in her hair. " Reese! Your gonna pay!", Jessica shrieked as she whipped a piece of pepperoni at him.
As they goofed off, Reese started to feel something. Like a vibe between them. A romantic vibe.
' Could I have feelings for Jessica?', he asked himself.
' Nahh, she's just Kay's little sis.', his mind immeadiately responded.
' But she's not. Not anymore. She's a beautiful young woman who has a great sense of humor.', the other part of him said.
' I'm just being crazy. This is Jess.', he chided himself.
' Or is it?'
Theresa scanned the parking lot. Ethan was late. He was supposed to pick her up from school ten minutes ago. She let out an impatient breath.
Cheerleading tryouts had been a killer. It was unbelievable how hard it was. Theresa had decided to break out and try something new for a change. She didn't actually think that cheerleading would be remotely difficult, much less make her break out in a sweat. Still, she had a good time.
Just then, Ethan's red convertible sped into the parking lot. He slowed down and slid next to the sidewalk.
Theresa jumped up and dropped her books, running to Ethan. She have him a huge hug and a heartstopping kiss.
" Hey, now! Do you treat all your chauffers like this?", Ethan asked in a teasing voice.
" Only the sexy ones.", she answered before pulling him in for another kiss.
" Hey you two! Get a room, man!", Chad called out.
" Hey Chad! What's up?", Theresa asked in a chipper voice.
" Hey Chad.", Ethan said, slapping hands with Chad.
" I got kicked out of the library, dude. How many times can you tell me that's happened to you?", Chad asked with a laugh.
" Actually kicked out?", Theresa asked as Chad nodded, " Chad! What in the world did you do?"
" Hey, don't look at me! Some chick started freakin out on me. Her name is Whitney. Russell, I think. She's in our creative writing class.", Chad explained.
" Oh yeah! I remember her. She sits behind me. While we're on the subject, you were majorly harsh to her, Chad.", Theresa said with a sigh.
" Why? What did you do this time, Chad?", Ethan asked.
" Nothing. She kept on acting as if writing were as easy as making cookies. She kept on throwing out all these words like effort and dedication. She was just generally pissing me off.", Chad said.
" Uh, well, sorry to burst your little virtual reality bubble, but writing does require effort and dedication.", Theresa pointed out.
" Enough about Whitney Russell. How are you guys?", Chad asked, changing the subject.
" I can honestly say I don't think we've ever been better.", Ethan said, planting a kiss on the top of Theresa's head.
" Me, too.", Theresa whispered.
Kay rushed out to the parking lot. She always took so long, so the parking lot was practically empty.
Even though she had left before everyone else in the lockeroom, the trip to her locker and to leave Coach Jenn a note about practice had almost taken half an hour.
There was only one more car in the student parking lot. A guy was standing with his back to her. That shirt looked familar...
As he turned around, she realized that it was the guy she had been hoping to run into all day. It was Mr. Drop Dead Gorgous from History class!
" Hey!", she called brightly.
" Hey.", he replied with a somewhat guarded look in his eyes.
" You're in my American History class, right?", she asked in a cheery voice.
" Yeah, I think so.", he replied in his deep voice.
" I hear Mr. Peterson throws the worst pop quizzes. We can study together sometime, if you want.", Kay suggested breezily, writing her number on a scrap of paper and handing it to him.
She rewarded him with a smile and without another word, she walked to her car, threw her bag in and left without looking back. She could feel his eyes trained on her.
'Yes. This day had serious possibilities.', she thought happily.
Jessica sighed. She was so bored. She had been working at the book cafe for over 3 hours.
' Is is possible to die from boredom?', she wondered silently.
She could have sworn that the clock had stopped ticking. She only had 45 minutes left of her shirt.
" You look like you're having the time of your life, Jess!", called a deep voice from behind her.
" Hey, Josh!", she answered, thrilled to have someone to talk to, " Are you on tonight?"
She casually checked him out. He was very cute, although not her type. He was tall, muscular and had deep brown hair accompanied with the brightest green eyes you could imagine. No, cute was not the word to describe him. More like downright hot.
'Kay would be drooling over him if she were here!', Jessica thought with a laugh.
" Actually,", he checked his watch, " I am on in about 43 and 1/2 seconds."
" Awesome. At least I won't be bored now.", Jessica said quietly to herself.
Kay walked into the book cafe at ten to nine. Why was it that her schedule was always 20 minutes behind everyone else's?
She quickly scanned the cafe for a table with her friends.
'Aha, there they are!', she thought as she rushed over to their table.
"Hey guys, I'm so sorry! I got caught up, and...", she trailed off.
" That's okay, Kay. But we're desperate. We need your input. How many people will Coach Jenn take from each school? Will some of us get cut?", Simone asked worriedly.
" Okay,", Kay said, jumping into the conversation," this is how I see it. Coach Jenn is big on team unity, right?", she looked around to see her friends nodding, " Well, then she's just going to act like there's nothing different from us and those Castleton losers. She'll pick the best of use, no matter from what school."
" Whew, that's a relief. I was starting to get worried.", Heather said, letting out a deep breath.
" So who do you think will make it from Castleton?", Kay asked.
" Well, that Faith or Charity girl was really good. She's the old Castleton captain.", Ali said.
Kay's mind wandered back to the tryout practice earlier that day. One particular girl stood out. She has fairy-tale blonde hair, a tiny, almost anorexic-like figure, pale skin and cold brown eyes. Brown eyes usually were warm and welcoming, but hers were anything but warm. They were hard, cold, and most disturbingly, they followed her, rarely blinking for almost two hours sraight.
" Tiny, anorexic-looking blondie with brown eyes?", Kay asked.
" Yeah, that's her, " Heather replied, "And Kay? I'd watch out for that girl. I've heard lots of nasty things about her. Real bitch if you get in her way. And considering your the favorite for captain, I'd definantly say your in her way."
Kay rolled her eyes. " Sorry to disappoint, but I'm not afraid of some blonde barbie girl that looks like she would break if I tapped her on the shoulder."
" She may not be strong, Kay, but she's got power. After you left, I heard some cheerleader wannabe's talk about her as if she were the freakin' Britney Spears of Maine!", Megs added.
" You guys, relax. Nothing bad is going to happen. And anyways, if it did, I'd be fine. I've got great friends like you guys!", Kay said.
" Yeah. Anyways, nothing is going to happen.", Simone agreed.
'Because if it did, I'm not sure who would stick around for you, Kay.
I'm not sure even I would', Simone thought.
Charity stared at the phone number in her hand. She had called Miguel earlier and they had gone out to Dairy Queen. She hadn't expected to find a girl's number in his glove compartment.
She could tell it was a girl's handwriting. And plus, what self respecting guy wrote in pink ink?
The question was, Who was it?
And even more importantly, why didn't he throw it away?
Charity took out her cell phone and dialed the number.
" Hello?", a girl picked up after the 2nd ring.
" Who is this?", Charity demanded.
" Jessica Bennett. Who's this?", Jessica asked.
" It doesn't matter.", Charity whispered as she hung up.