Hello ppls! Heh heh...sorry it took me SO long to come back with a new part but I was suffering from major writing block where I knew what I wanted to happen...just not HOW to write it...but as you see I have returned! AHHHH! Don't throw fruit! (Cowers in fear)

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Chapter 9: Cheerleaders, Football Players, and Spirit…Oh my.

Kyle POV

"You've GOT to be kidding me. You want us to WHAT! I'm sorry. I know I said I'd help out but…really…this!" I whisper loudly gesturing to the pile of supplies stacked off to the side. She can't be serious. I am not I repeat NOT going to go through that kind of humiliation-

"Kyle! You can't just back out of this! People are already coming in for the pep rally." She tries to reason pointing to the crowds of students filing into the gym and sitting down of the bleachers. If she thinks that is going to make me rethink my answer…

"I don't care Serena; I didn't sign up for this-"

"Uh, yes you did…remember? Last week when I ask you and you said 'sure'…I'm pretty sure that was an agreement." She retorts angrily crossing her arms over her chest. She's cute when she's angry…NO Kyle. No. That kind of thinking is going to get you in trouble. It doesn't matter that she's looking at me with her big green eyes…or that she's doing that cute thing she does by biting her lip when she's trying to get what she wants. Oh Buddha, this isn't working. Concentrate Kyle.

"Kyle? KYLE. Are you even listening to me? Hello?" She asks waving a hand in front of my face trying to get my attention.

"W-What?" I start embarrassed at being caught spacing out while silently thanking Buddha that Liz's problem with thinking out loud wasn't contagious.

"I said you HAVE to help out. It's too late to back out." She says frustrated. "You are SO stubborn Kyle! Come on…can't you just do it…for me? Please?" She begs, her hands clasped together in front of her. "Please? I'll love you forever…" No…don't fall for it Kyle…

"Nope; sorry." As my answer sinks in she stomps her foot in frustration and turns to Michael who seems intent on sending death glares into the crowd of students. Who is he looking at?

"Michael, back me up here. YOU don't mind doing this do you? Could you kindly tell Kyle here that this is no big deal?" She exasperatingly breathes out. But she gets no answer as Michael continues his plot of death to whomever it is he's staring at. Which I have yet to determine…Let's see…there's Courtney…it could be her…she's always continually throwing herself at him and I know that annoys him…nope. That theory goes down the drain as soon she moves out of his line of sight…who could it be? Let's see…there's Maria, but I know it's not her…and Tess is no where in sight. That's when my eyes land on the person behind Maria…Max. "HELL-O! Are EITHER of you two listening to me! What is this? National ignore Serena day!" Angrily she stalks over to stand in front of Michael cutting of his view of Max.

"What are you doing!" He asks angrily having lost sight of Max.

"NO. What are YOU doing?" She counters.

"Nothing."

"Really…Why don't I believe you?" She queries raising an eyebrow in suspicion.

"I don't know cousin; you're the one with the trust issues…why don't you tell me." He quips not backing down.

"Well you must have been DOING something," she continues while pacing back and forth. "I mean you obviously weren't listening to me…but I'll let that slide…for now." Coming to a stop she turns to face him again. "Now that I have your attention, would you please remind Kyle that he promised to help me?" And almost automatically he responds.

"Kyle, you promised to help her." What! Thanks for the help traitor.

"Do you even KNOW what they have planned for us to do?" At his blank stare I can tell I am not the only one Serena kept in the dark. Yeah well he'll be singin' another tune once he figures it out. "She's going to pair us up with one of the cheerleaders and the cheerleader has to make us over using those supplies over there." I tell him seriously pointing to the offending pile of objects.

"So?"

"They're making us over…as GIRLS." I whisper horrified.

"Come on Kyle. It's all for school spirit." She pleads yet again. MUST. NOT. GIVE. IN.

"How is making us over as GIRLS supposed to generate school spirit?" Good Kyle, good. Let's see her try to explain this...

"They find it amusing…they see that our guys are good sports…they show up to the game…" She answers slowly.

"That's total crap and you know it-"

"Besides, you let us do it before…" Serena interjects.

"HEY! That was different! We were ten!" I yell out a little too loudly and I have now gained the attention of several other people. "Besides," I continue lowering my voice, "the answer is no. And nothing you can say is going to change my mind! And don't even THINK of using any of your feminine wiles on me either!"

"Wait…are you implying that her feminine wiles would work on you?" Michael asks confused.

"NO!" I deny quickly berating myself for my slip up and causing me to wonder if Liz's problem WAS contagious…I really hope for my sake it isn't.

"Fine then; I'll just ask someone else!" She huffs out stomping away.

"Me thinks thou dost protest too much." Michael whispers to me from behind.

"What's that supposed to mean? And why didn't you back me up! Do you really want to be turned into a girl?"

"What it's supposed to mean is I think you like Serena."

"WHAT! I...I don't LIKE her!" I sputter out helplessly. "W-what would make you think that?" Smooth Kyle, smooth. He sends me a look telling me he doesn't believe a word I say…not that I blame him…the way I handled that I wouldn't believe me.

"And as for why I didn't back you up…do you really think that I am going to refuse and incur the wrath of Serena…when she is living under the same roof as me? I'd have to be a MORON to do that. Besides, it's for what, an hour tops…" At my silence he continues. "You DO know you're in trouble now, right? She's not just going to let this go." He's right but how bad could it be? My thoughts are interrupted as Serena taps the microphone to get the attention of the crowd to start the assembly.

"Hey! Is everybody ready for a pep rally?" She starts off immediately exciting the audience as they cheer madly for her. "Alright, we have a great pep rally lined up for you guys today! As you all know, I am Serena Cohen, captain of the cheerleading team and I am going to get us started off…but first…I am going to need a guy to volunteer…You see, one of our football players backed out of an event I had planned for the pep rally at the last minute…so I'm in a bind…guys could you help me out?" She asks smiling sweetly at the crowd while twirling a strand of her red hair around a finger, successfully charming them. Immediately every guy has his hand raised. Well, look on the bright side Kyle; at least she didn't mention you by name…Making a show of looking around the crowd she takes a few steps when a loud cry breaks out.

"OUCH ISABEL!" I hear Max before I see him jump from his seat. Looking around he tries to sit back down before he is noticed. But it's too late. Poor fool. The smile breaks out on Serena's face and she immediately takes advantage of the situation. Whether he meant to or not…Max has just volunteered himself.

"You! Right there," She speaks brightly into the microphone pointing directly at Max. "Thank you for volunteering! Come on down." Max looks around helplessly at the crowd and realizing she's talking to him turns and glares at Isabel and grudgingly makes his way down to the floor from the bleachers. "See Kyle Valenti! Some people are willing to participate!" She speaks loudly while turning around to send a glare my way. Crap. Trying unsuccessfully to sink into the floor the crowd turns to stare at me. Expecting Michael to say something smart like 'I told you so' I am confused when he says nothing…turning to look at him I see him once again glaring daggers at Max.

"Uh oh Serena, what did you do?" I mutter silently to myself. Taking a chance I look over at Liz who looks just as likely to kill him…something tells me this is going to get ugly really fast…
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That's it for now ppl...sorry it's so short but I promise to update again in a few days with a longer chapter. SCOUTS HONOR! (Holds up fingers) Okay...so I was never a scout...but I still promise.