Misty was super in the zone today during volleyball, each time she hit the ball she imagined a different cheerleader or enemy, Monica, Sally, Mary, who she hated just because she was mean about her outfit she wore to school. Of course, Brenda took notice of this, and smiled each time she hit the volleyball, and after the game, Brenda told Misty, "Good hussle." Misty gave this blank face, and Brenda laughed and said, "It means good game."
Misty gave this 'oh' look, and replied, "Well, you did great too." Brenda nodded and knew that she wasn't paying attention to her game, because Brenda sucked at volleyball. Hilary came rushing up to Misty, and gave this look that said everything about what she was thinking. Misty said, "What?"
Hilary then sighed and said, "What's up with you and being so great at volleyball all of a sudden? I thought you hated the sport, any type of sport for that matter." Monica was giving Misty the evil eye, yet no one noticed, it wasn't a big deal to them. Misty gave this 'what-do-you-mean?' look, a sign she hadn't been paying attention to anything all gym period.
Brenda explained, "You were so great at volleyball, so great that coach put you on the volleyball team. Monica hates your guts because not only are you on the volleyball team, you're captain of the girls' volleyball team, the spot that Monica had her eye on. Monica wanted it so she could instill more fear into every girl in the school, yet you had the courage to stand up to her." Misty nodded, she felt excellent for taking something that Monica wanted from her. Hilary looked at her and sighed again.
"Please tell me you're not happy about this, Misty," said Hilary despairingly. Once again, Hilary has to be the voice of reasoning, the girl that tries to keep everyone sane, but with Misty around, that would be difficult. The one thing the Misty is definitely good at is shaking and stirring things up all the time, but not so great with stages, which is why she never was the drama type to go up on stage, she's more subtle than that.
Misty said, "Are you insane, Hilary? I'm so happy and giddy that Monica is upset that she lost the spot on a team she so wanted just to instill fear into everyone else! Don't you get it, if I can take a spot from Monica in something I'm no good at, think of how much I could do to Monica if I do something I am good at! Such as cheerleading, you know? She'll hate it so much!" Misty was thinking too much and when Misty thinks too much, she gets these crazy plans that always work for some strange reason. Brenda liked Misty at these points and Brenda was nodding, ready to go along and execute the plan that Misty had.
"You know, that doesn't sound like a bad idea, Misty. Hilary, don't you understand what this will mean? We'll have so much power over everyone if Misty becomes head cheerleader! We can make this fairer for everyone," said Brenda, just as excited as Misty was currently. Hilary was still doubting this, what if the power went to Brenda and Misty's head, after all, they can barely control the powers they have now, what about when it goes awry? Brenda knew that Hilary would still doubt them, since they already have so much power.
Hilary proved Brenda's prediction correct by saying, "Brenda, Misty, think about it. Brenda, you hate all cheerleaders and think they're overpowered figure heads. Misty, you're already on a never-ending war as of now with Monica and her crew, save Sally, since Sally, for some reason, has a functioning brain stem. Imagine what it would be like to have to put up with them everyday." Misty and Brenda stared out to the wall, and then Misty slapped her hand to her forehead.
"Ouch! Thinking cramp! I've been thinking too much today, and it hurts to think anymore, I just need to relax," said Misty, over dramatizing how her head has a headache, like she loves to do, no matter what. Brenda laughed, and Misty's head throbbed even more, which caused her to say, "Ok, I'm not acting anymore. My head really hurts now. I have a massive headache, like, I think it's called a migraine."
Brenda nodded, and said, "We'll think about it when Misty's head doesn't hurt anymore. Let's get going before our bus leaves." Brenda led them outside, and their bus had left, of course that was the curse of first day bad luck, which usually was a superstition, but since her day went so good, they had to have one twist of bad luck. Brenda sighed and said, "Darn, looks like we missed our bus. We'll have to call Mrs. Cromewell."
Brenda opened her watch which was how she communicated with Aggie Cromewell, and when Aggie picked up the phone, she said, "Oh, hi Brenda, how's you're mother doing?" Brenda sighed, and said, "Hello, Mrs. Cromewell!" Aggie laughed and said, "Please, call me Aggie, Mrs. Cromewell makes me feel like I'm million older than I am right now."
Brenda looked at Misty and said, "Uh, ok, Aggie, we just need a ride back home. We missed our bus to home." Aggie laughed and said, "Oh, say no more. I'll send your brooms." Brenda said in a worried tone, "Aggie, no, don't send the brooms!" The brooms came anyway, and Brenda sighed and said, "Looks like we're going home on cleaning supplies." Misty and Hilary laughed, Brenda referred to the broomsticks as cleaning supplies, since that's what they were.
Hilary said, "At least there's a cloud coverage, we can ride in those to hide, no one will notice, hopefully, and it's getting ready to be sundown. There won't be anyone out to see girls flying on brooms, and if they did, they'll just think they're hallucinating." Brenda nodded, that was true. Misty sighed, her mother always seemed to get her to go with magic, but she didn't know if she wanted to be a magical teen, however, just a few adventures wouldn't hurt her, right?
But when you go on adventures... there's always consequences... such as being stripped of your post because of the very adventure itself.. Monica's going to be happy, isn't she?