DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything related to "Meet the Robinsons" or "High School Story," I only own Diana and Karena.

The emergency meeting-turned-boxing fight had taken place on my birthday, and it was the worst birthday I ever had in my life. Autumn and Wes had broken up, and a bunch of other couples were fighting as well because of the hall monitor initiative, which Frank, Koh, Autumn, and – to my disbelief, Caleb were a part of; the loss of funding from band and cheerleading, and the principal's new rules, which were set as a result of us reacting to these losses. I had also discovered that Emma had lied to me about spending time with Luis when in fact she wasn't. When I had gone home from school that day, I went straight up to my room and stayed there all night. It was not a good day to celebrate a birthday, despite my parents' efforts to cheer me up. Thankfully, Maria had a birthday just two days after mine, and her two dads and my parents teamed up to throw both of us a birthday party, and we had invited all of our friends. I was happy that Sydney and Myra made up after arguing with each other and Aiden was able to attend despite being both suspended and grounded.

Now, tonight was the basketball game against Staples, and the gym was packed with the biggest crowd I had ever seen.

"Look at this crowd!" I explained as I stretched with Payton.

"I guess Coach Isa's announcement did the trick," Patyon replied, helping me remember that the new coach was the principal's brother. "You know, after everything, I can't believe we're still cheering here."

"Why do you say that?"

"I don't know if I can be all peppy Payton for a team I'm mad at."

"Even though you're dating Frank?"

"Yeah, but things haven't been easy between us. I want to be the supportive girlfriend, but it's not like he's been supportive of me lately. I hate that he's in super serious hall monitor mode, like, all the time! He won't even consider the idea that things with Isa are bad!"

"Payton, he'll come around. Give him time. I'm sorry to hear things aren't going well. But, I know he'll come around. Frank's a smart guy. He'll see Isa for what she is soon enough."

"Thanks, Diana. I'm glad you've got my back."

"What are friends for?" I asked as we hugged each other. "Oh hey! Look who showed up!"

I ran to the door where Aiden walked in the gym.

"You're here! I feel like I haven't seen you in forever!"

"Yeah, today was my last day of suspension," Aiden explained happily. "And since classes are over for the day, I can finally walk on school grounds!"

"It's great to have you back!" I exclaimed as the principal walked over to us.

"You know the rules, Aiden. You need to leave at once."

"But my suspension's over!" Aiden protested as Payton, Myra, and Caleb ran over.

"Classes ended a few hours ago!" Myra exclaimed. "He's served his time!"

"Yeah, I don't see a problem here," Caleb chimed in.

"The problem is that Aiden is not allowed on school property until Monday," Principal Isa angrily explained. "I don't care that classes today are over. Aiden, leave now, or else I will have to resort to more drastic measures."

When Aiden did not move, Frank was summoned over.

"Please escort Aiden off school property," Principal Isa told him, and Frank had a look of shock on his face.

"Wait, what?"

"You can't do this!" Aiden yelled.

"Don't listen to her, Frank!" Payton yelled.

"She's abusing her power!" Myra yelled as I stepped in between Aiden and Frank.

"Diana, you don't have to do this," Aiden said.

"No one is going to do anything!" I yelled to everyone around me. "If you're kicking Aiden out, you'll have to kick me out, too!"

"I'm glad you're on my side, Diana," Aiden said with a smile.

"Stand up and be your own person, Frank," Payton yelled again.

"But Isa makes the rules around here," Caleb said sadly.

"Diana, I don't want this to be more difficult," Frank said with sadness in his eyes, but I glared at him.

"Too late."

"I'm waiting, Aiden," Principal Isa spoke up, tapping her foot impatiently.

"Don't make this harder than it has to be, Aiden," Frank pleaded, still with sadness in his eyes.

"Fine! I'll go with Frank," Aiden said, throwing his hands up in the air. "But just because I don't want to be suspended again."

"Thanks, Aiden. Let's go."

"That was totally uncalled for," Myra said angrily.

"I thought Frank would do the right thing," Payton replied, still clearly angry.

"You have to realize Isa didn't give him much of a choice," Caleb tried to explain, but I glared at him.

"Come on. The game's about to start," I said, going to my side of the gym.

The game was now in the second quarter as we faced Staples, but I could tell that the gym was full of angry energy.

"Listen up, I want us to look good, no matter how mad we are at the basketball team!" Mia explained with a determined look on her face. "We'll show them that we're better. So let's not slack on our cheers now. Come on, squad! Let's show them our round off!"

We started to shout our cheer.

"Go, Trojans, go! Give us a two! Or a three! One, two, three, let's score! Come on, team! Let's beat Staples! Stand up and cheer! Say it loud for all to hear! Come on, all! Shout it out! Let them know what we're about!"

Mia and Sydney did their cartwheels and I did my series of flips.

"Come on, Caleb! Shoot that ball! Victory, victory, that's our call!" Just as we finished the cheer, Caleb had just scored a three-pointer.

"Gooooo Trojans!" I shouted with a smile on my face.

"Come on, Staples! Beat the Trojans!" Mia shouted.

"Yeah, come on, Max and Brian!" Payton cheered.

"Buh, what?!" I shouted as I turned toward my squad with confusion on my face.

"Uh, yeah, Diana… who did you think we're rooting for today?" Mia asked.

"Come on, Staples! Find the Trojan weakness!" Ezra shouted.

"I'm tired of playing for a team I don't like!" Myra shouted, standing up and raising her trombone in the air. "This is for Aiden!"

I watched as Myra got down from the bleachers and marched to the other side of the gym, and the entire band followed suit!

"Oh my—"

"Who's with me?" Myra shouted.

"I am!" Mia said, also marching over to the other side, but giving the principal a glare on her way over. "Did you really expect us to do nothing after you cut our funding?"

I watched as the rest of the squad marched over to the other side.

"I don't believe this," I muttered to myself.

"You joining us, Diana?" Ezra yelled from the other side.

"NO!" I yelled, realizing what I must do as I stomped my foot on the ground. "This is NOT the answer! I'm a Trojan through and through, but more importantly, I'm a Robinson! I DON'T give up on my team!"

"It's okay, Diana," Sydney yelled, but not as angrily. "Do what you have to do!"

For the rest of the game, I was the sole cheerleader for the Trojans, and I had shouted many of the cheers as loud as I could against my friends on the other side, even if it meant losing my voice the next day. At the end, I realized that my team was only two points below the opposition, which meant a three-pointer could win the game, so I shouted the best cheer I could.

"T-R-O-J-A-N-S. Stand up and cheer! Now shout out loud for all to hear! B-E-A-T! Beat those Wreckers and fight! Fight, fight, tonight!"

"Boo, Trojans! Block that ball, Staples!" Sydney shouted, but I continued with an even louder voice.

"Let's go, Trojans! Lead us on to V-I-C-T-O-R-Y! Westport Trojans are number one. We'll keep those Wreckers on the run! The gold and blue will wave bye-bye. Or else our name's not Westport High!"

Just as I finished the cheer, I heard the buzzer sound, and I looked up at the scoreboard to find that the Trojans won the game!

"YES! I knew we could do it!" I shouted as Caleb ran over to me and lifted me up in the air.

"Hoops, there it is! Hoops, there it is!" We both turned to watch the coach jumping in the air. "I just knew we could win! It's a perfect underdog, buzzer-beater, Cinderella story ending!"

"He watches way too many movies," I told Caleb.

"Just like Hoosiers, Space Jam, High School Musical, and all the rest!"

"You're right," Caleb replied with a smirk as my parents came over.

"Hey, are you alright?" Dad asked not with a smile, but a frown on his face.

"I'm fine! Why?"

"You cheered the loudest we've ever heard you," Mom explained, also with a frown on her face. "What if you lose your voice tomorrow?"

"Well, then I'll have the weekend to get my voice back," I answered as I heard shouting from my left, and I turned to see Payton and Frank fighting each other. "Oh boy." Caleb and I hurried over to them.

"Isa this, Isa that! I've had enough!" Payton shouted at Frank. "Ever since you became Frank the Hall Monitor, it's been Isa instead of me!"

"KNOCK IT OFF!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. "Stop fighting! That's all anyone seems to be doing nowadays! I am sick and TIRED of it all! Can we please go back to the way things used to be?"

"I think it's a little late for that," Payton replied sadly as she turned back to Frank. "I'm tired of dating someone who won't stand up for me."

"Please, Payton—"

"I can't do this anymore, Frank," Payton replied, running out of the gym.

"She's really… done," Frank said, sitting on the gym floor with a downcast look on his face. I kneeled down to his eye level.

"Frank, I'm so sorry."

"It can't be over! It just can't! I have to win her back! But… it would never work."

"Why not? I believe in you, Frank. If you want Payton back, go for it. You have to talk these things out instead of just ending it."

"You think?"

"Frank, chase after her before it's too late. Now's your chance to tell her how much you care."

"You're right. I'm coming for you, Payton!"

I watched as Frank ran out of the gym to follow Payton, and I went into the locker room to change out of my cheerleading uniform back into my clothes, where I noticed it: my dad's shirt.

"Thank you, Dad, for giving me the confidence to stand up for myself tonight," I said out loud, taking the shirt off its hanger and putting it on. After I put my clothes on, I felt my phone vibrate, and I took it out to read the text.

FrankTheTank72: Thanks, Diana… for everything

FrankTheTank72: Payton and I talked, and it looks like we'll be just fine.

I smiled as I sent my reply.

WonderWoman45: Yay! That is amazing! So happy for you two!

I put my phone back in my back pocket and walked back out to the gym where I saw Emma running in!

"Emma! What are you doing here?"

"Am I late? Did I miss it?" I gave her a look that gave her the answer. "I got here as soon as I could, but… Everyone's gone. I missed it, didn't I?"

"It ended earlier," I explained with sadness in my voice. "You've been missing a lot of things lately, Emma, though it might be a good thing. But, I also know you lied about hanging out with Luis the other night."

"You do?" Emma asked with shock on her face.

"I can't believe you lied to me, Emma! It really hurt when I found out the truth!"

"I know, I know." Emma sat down on the bleachers and played with her blonde hair. "I owe you an explanation. Let me tell you what's been going on. You deserve to know."

Emma went on to explain that her mother's workplace took a pay cut and got a second job, and Emma herself had gotten a job to support her mom.

"Hey, it's alright," I assured her. "People don't like to bring up money a lot."

"I was also ashamed," Emma explained. "Because everybody jokes that people who fail at life flip burgers."

"You're not failing at life at all!" I exclaimed. "Your mom is lucky to have a daughter like you. In fact, my dad used to work at Futureburgers before he started working for TIME because he wanted to provide for his family ahead of time. If my dad worked there to become the successful man he is, you'll be successful too!"

"Thanks for understanding, Diana. You're the best."

"What are friends for?" I asked, hugging Emma.

"I guess everything's been so stressful with Principal Isa and stuff. I didn't want to make things worse with my problems."

"You seem to worry about that a lot, and that is okay. That tells me you are selfless and put others before you."

"I'm scared of losing friends—"

"Emma, I'm not going anywhere. Trust me. Secondly, our group is lucky to have you as a friend! We all want what's best for you!"

"Sometimes, I need reminding," Emma replied with a smile on her face. "I'm glad I can count on you, Diana. But I'm not sure I'm ready to tell anyone else the family stuff yet. Is that okay?"

"Take all the time you need, Emma. This is your battle. When you are ready, we'll listen. But, I do think everyone would only want to help."

"I'll fill in Luis on the details, at least."

"I think that's a good idea," I replied as we walked out of the gym and to the diner.

I had lost my voice from all the cheering I did that night, and my parents took care of me all weekend long. I was given a heating pad and lots of chamomile tea for my throat to heal. Even Wesley helped, and we made some bracelets together. By the time Monday came around, my voice had returned, and my throat wasn't as sore.

Monday passed, and when I got home from school, I went straight up to my room. Just as I laid down on the bed in just my red t-shirt and blue jeans, I heard a knock on the door.

"You can come in if you want," I said, and the door opened to reveal my dad, who carried a concerned look on his face.

"Diana? What are you doing lying in bed?"

"It hasn't been a good day," I replied, and I watched my dad sit on the bed. I prompted myself to sit up.

"Would you like to talk about it?"

"Well, you're already sitting down, and knowing you, you won't take 'no' for an answer." I paused to let out a sigh. "You know the basketball game on Friday?"

"Yes. What happened?"

"Well, as you saw, most of the squad and the entire band was cheering for Staples to win because they're mad at the basketball team."

"What did the basketball team do? Isn't Caleb on the team?"

"Oh, they're mad that the principal gave our money to the basketball team and also the fact that there are two hall monitors from the team and none from the band or cheer squad."

"It sounds like they thinking more about themselves instead of the problem itself," Dad suggested, putting his right hand on his chin. "What do you think?"

"I don't believe it is the basketball team's fault. This was beyond their control. That was part of the reason why I remained on the Trojan side."

"Only part of it?" Dad raised an eyebrow.

"Dad, I have a lot of respect for this school, and a whole lot of spirit. I was thinking of you when I got asked if I was switching sides. I guess in that sense, I have more respect for you. So, thank you for that."

"Diana, you did the right thing," Dad assured me with a smile on his face. "Not a lot of people your age have the ability to think rationally."

"I kind of figured something was up when I was punished for something that happened back in October and then another student got suspended for an accident. Actually, I think that was the main reason why my teammates were rooting for Staples."

"Wait, hold up," my dad said, waving his hands in front of him. "What do you mean, suspended for an accident?"

"It was a miscommunication between Aiden and Luis. Luis went down the hill too early and ended up breaking his wrist."

"Did anyone else happen suspiciously?"

"Yep. Because the cheerleading squad and band rooted for the wrong team, now they don't exist."

"What?!"

"Oh and get this: I had told both sides that I was staying out of this because my staying on the Trojan side had nothing to do with the principal's 'new rule,' but now everyone is mad at me. That's why I've been having a bad day."

"Diana, at that point, you did what you could, and now you have to keep moving forward. Although, your situation with the principal is very fishy."

"Are you going to do an investigation on her?" I asked with a big grin on my face.

"Unfortunately, no. I don't have the authority to do that. But, I would have done an investigation myself back in the day."

"You did an investigation?"

"Hey, I was 'special agent' Wilbur Robinson back in high school," Dad explained with a chuckle. "Oh, how I loved that kind of action. But yes, there was a high school sophomore who had a crush on me and tried to kill your mom, but also tried to kill me because I didn't feel the same way."

"Dad, you said this already."

"I did?" Dad asked, rubbing his neck. "Anyway, I also investigated a friend's disappearance and an epidemic that infected your mom." Dad paused to put a hand on my shoulder. "Hey, hang in there. Things will perk back up. Just give it a little bit of time." Dad got up and almost headed out the door but stopped in his tracks. "Mom and I are going to be playing some card games if you want to join us."

"Are you playing Nertz?"

"Yes, why?"

"I'm game!" I replied, bolting out of bed and following Dad downstairs.

"Hey, Diana." I turned around to see Michael standing behind me in the lunch line. "If you know what's good for you, you should sit with us today."

"Umm, why?"

"Wes warned me something might happen during lunch, like a food fight."

"He's right," Wes said, poking his head out of the line. "You won't be in the middle of the cafeteria. If I were you, I'd take an extra tray for protection."

"Dude, my family is pretty much known for food fights," I said, remembering the food fights that my great-uncle Gaston, my grandma, and my dad would initiate in Todayland. "But I'll take an extra tray, just for you guys."

I grabbed my food and followed Michael and Wes to the table, joining Koh and Maria.

"Hi, Diana."

"Are you alright, Maria?"

"Just hoping the food fight doesn't actually happen," Maria replied solemnly.

"What? Oh come on, food fights are fun!" I replied optimistically.

"What universe are you from that you are willing to get dirty?" Maria asked in shock.

"The universe where my family loves food fights," I replied, looking at the table where we normally sit, but was empty.

"Everybody's picked their sides, and they won't talk to anyone else," Michael explained. "Unless they're arguing."

"I'm not gonna say it again: you're breaking the dress code." My attention turned to Caleb arguing with his brother Ezra. "You need to report to Principal Isa's office."

"I've been wearing ripped jeans for months and nobody cared before," Ezra argued back.

"Nobody was enforcing the rules until now."

"Cool it, Mr. High and Mighty. You may be a hall monitor, but you're still my little brother."

I watched as Ezra stood up to walk toward Caleb, but Luis tripped over him and got ketchup on his jacket!

"What the heck, Caleb? Was this your way of getting me to change clothes?"

"But I didn't—" Caleb was interrupted by Ezra grabbing a fistful of mac n' cheese and throwing it at him but hitting Myra instead.

"Hey! Nobody gets food on my new penguin shirt!" Myra exclaimed, and then she grabbed some mashed potatoes and threw them, hitting Caleb.

"FOOD FIIIIGHT!" Koh yelled, and the cafeteria was in chaos.

"Oh my!" I exclaimed, getting under the table with Maria. "This is a totally different kind of food fight!"

"What kind of food fights does your family have?" Maria yelled over the chaos.

"Fun ones?" I answered uneasily.

"I tripped, I swear!" Luis exclaimed after hiding under another table.

"Nishan, hand me that tray," Sakura yelled. "There's an NPC on my left."

"That's Aiden!" Nishan yelled back.

"I am not involved in this!" Aiden yelled at the sound of his name.

"Yes, two in a row!" Sakura exclaimed. "Double points!"

"I'm gonna see if I can help," I told Maria, emerging from the table with my extra tray. I noticed Emma having trouble and rushed over to her. "INCOMING!"

"Diana, look out!" Emma yelled as I got next to her and shielded ourselves as a peanut butter sandwich bounced off the tray. "Wow! That was close. You saved me."

"I'm your knight in shining armor," I replied with optimism as I heard a scream from my left. I started to run toward Maria. "I've got you, Maria!"

"I didn't know people could throw tomato sauce!" Maria exclaimed as the sauce hit the tray shielding us. "That was close! I would've had to go home and change."

"Good thing I've got your back. Speaking of which." I drifted off as I saw Aiden trying to hide from the food.

"Out of the way!" I screamed as I ran toward Aiden.

"Diana, no! You'll be hit!" But, I shielded Aiden and me as a hot dog hits the tray. "I stand corrected. That was incredible. I'm glad I'm not your enemy."

"No food can get past Diana Robinson!" I replied optimistically as I saw Michael attempted to fend off the food. "Not today, food!"

"Diana, look out!" Michael shouted as I got to him and shielded the two of us from a tuna sandwich. "Nice one! Thanks for saving my jacket."

"I hear tuna isn't a good look," I replied when I saw Caleb, already covered in food, trying to fend for himself. "For Westport High!"

"Hot dog incoming!" Caleb yelled as I got next to him and shielded us from the hot dog. "Diana, you are like a superhero!"

"All in a day's work and not a scratch on me!"

"Nooo, I've been hit!" I heard Sakura cry. "My FPS training has failed me!"

"This is kind of fun!" Sydney exclaimed. "I'm like a warrior!"

"Look out, someone's coming!" Julian yelled as the cafeteria doors opened to reveal Principal Isa, and the cafeteria went silent.

"What is going on here? Where are the hall monitors?" The principal spotted Caleb in front of her. "Caleb, I expected much more from you. How could you let this happen?"

But, Caleb grabbed a handful of spaghetti and threw it at the principal!

"Caleb!" I yelled out.

"Young man, this is no behavior for a hall monitor!"

"I don't care!" Caleb yelled back at the principal. "Being a hall monitor was the worst thing that ever happened to me! I signed up because I wanted to help people and make this school a better place. But now everyone hates me, and it's all because of you!" Caleb paused to throw another handful of spaghetti at the principal.

"Caleb, what are you doing?" I yelled.

"Caleb, stop this instant or—"

"Or you'll kick me out of the hall monitor program? You can't fire me! I quit!"

"You're long past firing, Caleb. I'm contacting the school board to have you expelled!"

"What? NO!" I yelled. "You're not going to do anything to him!"

"Not a sound out of you, Diana, or anyone else!" the principal yelled back at me as the cafeteria remained silent. "That's right. Now, Caleb, you're not to leave this room until the floor is so shiny that I can see my own reflection! And once you're finished cleaning, you are hereby suspended, expulsion pending."

"Yes, Principal Isa," Caleb sadly replied.

"Now for the rest of you. As punishment for your atrocious behavior, the winter ball is officially canceled!"