Title: Bad Luck Isn't Contagious
Rating: This chapter is probably PG.
Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine. I can't claim them (unfortunately for me). They all belong to hardworking people involved with the movie 'Bring it On.'
Feedback: Yes please, I really want to know what everyone thinks of this so far.
Summary: This will be a Torrance/Missy story eventually…Just give it some time, and the other characters of the movie will be in here too, of course.
Author's Notes: Thank you to everyone who sent feedback. I really appreciate it…and for once, I don't have too much to ramble on about before posting this. Enjoy.
Missy looked at the other cheerleaders instantly regretting her decision to try to be one of them. Whitney was busy glaring at Courtney while she flirted with the crowd. Courtney was eyeing Jan while she did a few kicks, an extra little show for him. He wasn't displeased. Wes was doing some of the typical male cheerleader moves. He'd grin and throw his fist into the air screaming out, "Go Toros," every now and then. The squad was doing a few simply cheers before the game, but they were mostly free-style cheering, trying to pump up the crowd and the football players.
The brunette rolled her eyes because she was trying to figure out just what she had gotten herself into. Then, during the middle of one of the pointlessly simple cheers, she looked over at the blonde on her right. Torrance was looking at her too. Missy smirked, and Torrance rolled her eyes as the cheer finished. "Come on! Be a real cheerleader!"
"I'm not a real cheerleader." Missy pouted for a moment, looking at the other cheerleaders as they did their kicks and yelling. She stood there facing the blonde.
"So, do you often wear that sassy skirt for fun and frolic?" Torrance tilted her head to the side, obviously feeling playful as she teased the brunette.
"Did you just use sassy and frolic in the same sentence?" Missy tried to look horrified as she asked the blonde the question, but she ended up letting out a small smile.
"Yeah," Torrance grimaced. "I think I did. Sorry. Forgive me, Miss Queen of All Things Not Cheerleading?" Torrance mock-pleaded with the other girl until Missy grinned. "I'll take that as a yes," she murmured before Missy gave in and gave a loud yell and a sharp kick with one of her legs. She was getting into it when Courtney and Whitney trapped Torrance in between them, one on either side. The football game had just officially started, but no one cared because they were all watching the cheerleaders anyway, including Cliff.
"What are you doing?" Whitney whispered in horror, afraid that Torrance didn't know what she was getting herself into.
"What are you talking about?" The head-cheerleader looked confused and shrugged.
"You're having cheer sex with her." Whitney pointed this out and pointed her finger towards a certain brunette cheerleader to show who she was talking about. Courtney batted Whitney's hand down as she realized that Missy was now looking at the three of them oddly.
"What? Her? Missy?" Torrance tried to look baffled at such an idea. Her. Missy. Huh. "We were talking." Torrance defended both of them, afraid of what would happen if Missy heard the conversation.
"Foreplay is more like it." Whitney crossed her arms across her chest stubbornly. There was no way that the two girls would get away with cheer-sex in front of her and Courtney. They had it perfected. "Don't play dumb; we're better at it than you." Courtney nodded her head, agreeing with her best friend.
"Why would you? I mean, with her, the uber-dyke. You have Aaron." Courtney seemed completely confused as she talked about Aaron. She'd liked him for a while now. Male cheerleaders were just so yummy, at least if they were into girls. Torrance rolled her eyes, refusing to listen to the two girls state ridiculous accusations. She ignored them, and Whitney seemed to lose interest in the conversation once Aaron was brought up.
"And you have Jan." Courtney wheeled around to find Missy standing behind her. She obviously hadn't heard the whole conversation because she didn't look ready to beat anyone up.
"What? So?" Courtney shrugged and looked at Jan. He smiled at her and gave her a thumbs up before winking.
"Oh, ew. That was an over-share." Missy looked disgusted and Jan realized that she saw what he had done. He quickly coughed and turned to talk to Les.
The blonde girl simply grinned. "What's your point? Have you decided to turn straight and you want your shot at him?"
"What? No." The blonde's eyebrows rose in surprise. She didn't think the uber-dyke would admit to being into girls. "I meant no to being into Jan. You can have that all you want." Missy shrugged her slim shoulders and looked away from Jan back towards Whitney for a moment, then back to Courtney. "Stop screwing with the heads of other cheerleaders." She glanced back towards Whitney, and Courtney followed her glance. She blushed, but before she could say anything Missy was back in formation.
Torrance seemed out of it. "You okay, Tor?" Missy asked her this as the football team missed another goal.
The blonde shook her head. "I don't think so. Look who's here." Missy glanced up and locked eyes with the members of the Clovers' squad.
"Maybe they're here to watch," Missy mumbled as the Toros started their cheer. To her and everyone else's horror, the Clovers matched the moves perfectly. It was time for a new cheer.