AN: Sheesh, some of you guys need a sense of humor. But the rest of you seemed to have learnt your lesson. Don't make me bitch slap ya'll again! ;)

Seriously, though, I'm not begging for reviews, or even asking. Nobody has to review if they don't want, but you can't expect me to be happy about it. That's just stupid, lol.

To everyone else, thanks for reading as always. Hope you like the chapter. This one is a little, um…risqué. ;)

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Chapter 6:

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That weekend there was a softball game, the Fork's Academy Hoochie Hitters vs the away team of Pitch Please. It was a highly anticipated game and at least half the academy was turned out in team colors in the bleachers to cheer and jump up and down.

Bella was there with Rosalie. Neither of them were easily excitable but they clapped and cheered along with everyone else. Rosalie had a friend playing, a chick called Leah, that she cheered extra loud for. She was coming up to bat now, dressed in a softball shirt and navy blue shorts, her legs bare and toned. She wore a baseball cap on her short brown hair and there was a rugged sexiness about her, a tanned and athletic beauty.

She was a popular crush among the girls and the cheerleaders went wild as she took the mound, Alice especially. It made Bella smile to see her jump up and down with her pompoms, her miniskirt bouncing, her panties flashing. The cheer uniform was red and yellow, with ultra-short skirts and skimpy croptops. Alice was the cutest, obviously, but Jane was down there as well and she looked kind of cute too, in a prim, stuck up, blonde-bitch kind of way. The entire squad was blonde, all but Alice, a gentle blacksheep among mean little lambs.

Rosalie was leaning back in the bleachers, sitting very close to Bella, and Bella giggled as Alice jumped up and down for Leah.

"Alice looks really cute in her cheerleader uniform, doesn't she?" she asked Rosalie.

Rosalie nodded and smiled at Bella. "You'd look cute in one too."

"Me, a cheerleader?" Bella snorted at the idea. "I don't think so."

Rosalie's smile went a little brighter and she wrapped her arm around Bella's shoulders, drawing her closer. "Well, maybe we could borrow one of Alice's uniforms just for tonight?"

Bella giggled, momentarily lost in Rosalie's closeness and the beautiful blue of her eyes. Rosalie gave her a kiss and in the background the batter was swinging for the pitch.

Knock!

The aluminum bat connected with the ball and the ball went sailing, higher and higher into the blue and sunny sky. The girls in the bleachers sent up a loud squeal and once again the cheerleaders went insane as Leah trotted the bases gallantly, removing her cap and waving it at the crowd as she secured the game-winning point.

Alice and Jane had both jumped a full four feet into the air and they were laughing until they looked back at the crowd and saw that Bella and Rosalie were making out. Their faces darkened with jealousy and then they noticed each other. They glared at each other for a moment, embarrassed to have been caught in a moment of jealousy, and then they turned back to the game, instantly reverting into cheer-mode.

The game was over soon after and Bella and Rosalie stood at the base of the bleachers waiting for Alice. They were just chatting and flirting, smiling and looking into each other's faces, and when Alice saw them she pouted a little. Rosalie noticed her approach and gave her a smile.

"Hey, Alice," she said. "You looked adorable out there."

Alice feigned surprise, standing there with a hand on a tilted hip in her cheer uniform. "Oh, you saw? I didn't know you were watching."

Rosalie glanced at Bella, as if wondering if she had detected anything passive-aggressive in that sentence as well. Bella didn't know either.

Leah was passing by with a bunch of team members and when she saw Rosalie she broke off from her group and approached. She had already showered. Her hair was damp and she was wearing casual clothes. Her teammates had been wearing pants or jeans but she was wearing a black leather skirt, a feminine contrast to her athletic frame and toned body.

"Hey, Rosalie," she said, greeting her friend with a grin. They were both seniors and Rosalie was Leah's favorite to flirt with. She came right between Bella and Alice and started pawing at Rosalie's waist, smiling and swaying the tall blonde away from the two younger girls. "Why you hanging out with these little girl's for? You should come hang out with us, you know you need a real woman in your life."

Bella and Alice seemed small and daunted, each with a little ember of jealousy in their chests. But Rosalie only smiled and pushed Leah's hands away before putting her arm around Bella possessively.

"I've got my little woman right here," she said.

Bella's ember was doused by the affectionate words but Alice's raged even hotter. Leah laughed, still in a good mood from winning the game. She had only been playing around anyway, she wasn't serious.

"Hey, did you see my homerun?" she went on. "I hit that bitch into next week."

Alice had been trying not to glare at Bella and Rosalie but now she instantly leaped at the chance to flirt with Leah.

"I saw it!" she blurted, causing Leah's attention to swing her way. Alice put on her most prettiest smile and outright fawned over the tall brunette. "You were amazing out there," she gushed. "Seriously, it was awesome."

Once again Rosalie gave Bella a look, wondering if Alice's delivery was a little over-the-top or if it was just her. Bella thought so too. Leah smirked a lady-killer smirk and let her dark eyes flicker over Alice's tight little body in her tight little cheer uniform.

"Thanks, babe," she said. "You weren't so bad yourself."

Then she winked and went to rejoin her friends, walking away with a roll in her hips that gave Alice a new goal and a flutter in her heart.

Rosalie still had her arm around Bella and they were looking at Alice in a certain way. Alice cleared her throat, her cheeks pink.

"Well, I better go shower," she said.

Rosalie smiled. "Want us to hang around till you're done?"

"No, that's okay. You guys go ahead."

Bella felt a little bad about how Rosalie clearly favored her and she wanted to make Alice feel a little better. "Are you sure?" she asked. "We don't mind."

"No, no, no," Alice said graciously, "you guys go ahead."

Bella glanced at Rosalie, still feeling a little bad, and then back to Alice. "Okay," she said. "Well, um…meet you back at Rosalie's dorm?"

"Okay," Alice said, nodding happily.

Then she turned around and her smile instantly fell into a pout.

She pouted all the way to the locker room and her mood only got worse when she heard the other cheerleaders gossiping by Jane's locker. The locker room was empty aside from the five of them and none of them had showered or changed out of their bright red uniforms yet.

"I don't even care about that skank anymore," Jane was saying. "I was gonna break up with her, anyway. She should be kicked out of school for how many chicks she's slept with, it's disgusting."

Alice frowned. Jane was talking about Rosalie and even though she was a little mad at Rosalie she was even madder at Jane.

"Stop spreading rumors about Rosalie," Alice said, walking up to them boldly.

They smirked and looked at her, clad in red like a clutch of little blonde demons. All they were missing were horns and pitchforks. Jane grinned, out numbering Alice and knowing it.

"Well, if it isn't the real skank of Forks High," she sneered.

The others snickered. One of them was in her bra and panties and another had her hair in pigtails. All of them mean and sexy. Alice glared but she didn't know what to say.

"What's the matter, Ally?" Jane went on, using the old pet name from when they were friends. "Are you mad that Rosalie spends most of her time with your girlfriend instead of you? That must be so frustrating for a skank like you."

"Bella isn't my girlfriend," Alice admitted reluctantly. "We're just friends."

"Oh, I forgot," Jane said, with lavish mock-surprise. "You don't even have a girlfriend, do you? And do you know why? Because you're a skank!"

Giggles from the cheerleaders. Alice frowned.

"I'm not a skank," she said.

"Yeah right. Just admit it, Alice. You'd take it from anyone." Jane smirked and eyed Alice boldly and then she reached and brushed the backs of her knuckles against Alice's bare shoulder flirtatiously. "You'd even take it from me again, wouldn't you?"

Alice shrugged back her shoulder, her nose twitching in disgust.

"I already did that," she spat. "It wasn't that good."

"Oooh," echoed the cheerleaders, wondering how Jane would respond.

Jane's smirk didn't even falter. "Whatever," she said. "You're just mad I didn't want an encore from your skanky ass. But don't worry. Maybe I'll take your encore right now, huh?"

Jane leered and started circling around behind Alice. The other cheerleaders stirred into motion as well, like a pack of wolves telepathically linked to their alpha. Alice grew nervous as they encircled her. She backed away until her back was pressed against the cold steel lockers.

"Get away from me," she said.

But they were grinning and they had her completely closed in. Her heart was racing. Jane came so close they were almost touching and Alice shrank back even more.

"Aww, come on," Jane crooned. "I know you never got over me."

"That's not true, I don't even—mmph!"

Her words were cut off as Jane forced her lips onto Alice's. It was a rough kiss and she felt a strange jolt of disgust as the tongue of her enemy came squirming into her mouth.

Alice gave a muffled moan and pushed Jane away so hard the small blonde fell backwards over the bench and landed on her butt with her legs open, revealing a pair of pink panties.

"You bitch!" Jane screamed, and then she screamed at her friends: "Don't just stand there, get her!"

Alice froze with fright but she managed a few feeble slaps as the rest of the cheerleaders swarmed her. Hands grabbed at her like claws, clutching her wrists her and shoving her around.

"No!" Alice cried. "What are you doing?! Stop!"

Jane was up and joining in.

"Take off her clothes!" the small blonde ordered. "Let's teach this skank a lesson!"

"Wahh!"

Someone had just ripped off her top, revealing a floral bra, and another was pulling down her skirt. She tried to run but her ankles were trapped in her skirt. The cheerleaders were laughing at her and talking about her body.

"Cute tits!"

"Nice ass!"

"Oww!" Alice cried, as one of them administered a quick spank on her behind. Her panties were pink cotton boyshorts and someone had just pulled them down, causing an odd rush of excitement to shoot through her exposed lower area. "Wait!" she wailed. "What are you doing?! Stop!"

"Put her on the bench!" Jane commanded. "Tie her up!"

"No! Wait! Ahhh—!"

They pushed her down on the bench and tied her up with her own clothes, lashing her wrists and ankles underneath the bench. She was flat on her back and the only thing she was wearing was her bra, one of the cups crumpled underneath the breast, exposing a nipple—which had gone hard.

"Nooo!" Alice moaned, thrashing wildly. "Let me goooo!"

The cheerleaders laughed at her struggles, flicking their blonde hair back with mean smiles on their pretty faces. Alice was lashed to the bench like an animal on a spit. She squirmed a little bit more at her bindings and then stopped struggling and glared at Jane.

"You better let me go, right now!"

Jane snorted haughtily and eyed Alice's bound body. "I don't think so," she said. She wasn't even looking at Alice's face. She was looking between her legs and then she touched her there, stroking the tied up girl's entrance almost affectionately. Alice squirmed at the touch, still frowning, and Jane leaned close to her face and whispered onto her lips. "Why are you struggling, anyway?" she asked. "You know you want it…"

Alice opened her mouth to answer but only a moan came out.

Jane had pushed two fingers inside her.

The other girls were getting involved as well. Alice could feel their hands on her legs, stroking the insides of her thighs, and someone else was sucking on her nipple. She moaned again, reluctantly clenching her vagina on Jane's fingers. Jane grinned.

"Even though you're a skank, you always did have a cute body," she said, pumping her fingers, causing Alice to clench again and again. "You like that, Alice?" she crooned, still speaking into her lips. "Hm? It's okay, you can admit it."

"N-noo!" Alice blurted, blushing and confused. "Stop it right now! Stop—ah!"

Jane pushed in her deeper, stirring her fingers deep inside. Alice squirmed against the bench, but she didn't know if she was trying to get free or trying to get more of those fingers.

Her other bracup had been pulled away by now and both of her nipples were being sucked on at the same time—by girls she hated. Why were they doing this to her? It was awful, but it felt so good. There was another girl licking at her entrance, lapping up the juices that welled about Jane's fingers.

"Yeah," Jane whispered, kissing Alice's panting mouth, licking her lips lewdly. "You like that, don't you?"

"N-no!"

"Yeah, you do. But it's not fair if you're the only one that feels good. You gotta make us feel good too, right?"

Jane retracted her fingers and stood up. A tongue instantly took their place, wiggling deep into her wet vagina. Alice groaned and looked up at Jane, her face glazed with lust and defiance. Jane smirked and reached under her frilly miniskirt for her panties. She pushed them down and kicked them away.

"Don't you dare," Alice hissed, but Jane did.

She straddled the bench—and Alice's face—and rubbed her pussy into Alice's mouth.

Rage and disgust curdled in Alice's blood. She kept her eyes and her lips tightly closed but she could feel the wetness on them. She thrashed again at her bonds but that only caused her to groan helplessly—which also caused her mouth to open and taste the essence of her nemesis.

Jane was grinning and holding up her skirt, watching Alice struggle. Alice gave one last surge against her bindings and Jane slapped at the top of her head playfully.

"Sheesh," she said, "you're feisty, aren't you?" Then she giggled and spoke over her shoulder. "Will one of you please make this skank come? That'll calm her down."

With that a chorus of obedient moans went up from the mouths attached to Alice's body. There was a tongue inside her vagina, a pair of lips suckling at her clit. Hands groping her tits, mouths licking her all over.

Alice was losing her mind and her mouth fell open. She got another taste of Jane's pussy and in her lust-hazed state it didn't even seem that bad. She opened her eyes and stared up at Jane. Jane grinned and rubbed her pussy against Alice's lips.

"Yeah, now you're getting into it," Jane said, and went on with false sweetness. "Wanna go down on me, Ally? Hm? My pussy's right there. Go on, go ahead."

Alice frowned and didn't answer. Jane gave a thrust of her hips, mashing her pussy into Alice's face. Alice licked her lips unconsciously and her stomach turned in disgust.

"Aww, come on," Jane went on, rubbing herself on Alice's face. "Let's make a deal. If you do me good enough, I'll untie you. If you don't, I'm just gonna leave you here. What do you say?"

"Ugh," Alice groaned, turning her flushed face away from the pussy besieging her, her body wracked and throbbing under so many tongues. "Oh god. I hate you, Jane. I hate you."

"I hate you too," Jane smiled, and gave another buck of her hips. "Now eat my pussy."

Alice gave her one final glare but she knew she had no choice. She opened her mouth and gave it a tentative lick. Then another. Jane's arousal flooded her mouth but she kept licking.

"Mmm," Jane moaned. "You were always good at that. I guess you had a lot of practice, didn't you? Because you're such a skank."

Alice glared up at her with her tongue inside Jane's pussy. They were both on the verge of orgasm, Alice lashed to the bench, Jane straddling her face. Jane smiled and let the climax come into her face so Alice could see her dominance. She was grinding her hips and breathing deeply, the release building and building until—

"Hey!" barked a voice suddenly. "What the hell do you think you're doing!?"

Alice couldn't see who it was but the cheerleaders jumped up, half naked, and their next words gave Alice a jolt a sheer Disney Princess.

"Oh crap, it's Leah!"

"Let's get out of here!"

The cheerleaders were already scrabbling for their clothes. Jane cursed under her breath—so close to coming—and tripped over as she unstraddled Alice's face. She didn't even have time to pick up her underwear, she just staggered to her feet and ran after her friends, some of them not even fully dressed.

Leah glared at them, watching her go, and then turned her gentle brown eyes to Alice. Alice was staring at her, her heart near to overflowing, and her voice came out almost swooning with relief.

"Oh, thank god," she said. "Can you untie me?"

"Sure, sure, you okay? Jeez, what happened?"

Leah was kneeling at the bench and reaching underneath to untie the scraps of clothes knotted around Alice's ankles and wrists. She took a couple peeks at Alice's boobs but that only made Alice smile.

"Yeah, I'm fine," she said, sitting up and closing her legs modestly, rubbing her wrists. "Jane always picks on me for some reason."

Leah nodded and looked off to where Jane disappeared. Alice was staring up at her, her heart racing inside her bare chest. She was so tall and so handsome with her dark hair and dark eyes. Leah shook her head and snorted.

"Well," she said. "I guess it's a good thing I had to come back for my bag, huh?"

She opened one of the lockers and took her bag out, slinging it over her shoulder. Alice was biting her lip, naked and throbbing all over. She stood up and smiled bashfully, a forearm draped over her breasts and a hand over her crotch.

"Yeah," she breathed, glowing brightly. "Thanks. I'm very…thankful."

She was also very naked. Leah grinned and looked her over, adjusting the strap of her bag. She chuckled once. "Maybe you need a big sister to protect you."

"Yeah," Alice agreed. "I wish I had one like you."

"What about Rosalie?"

"She spends most of her time with Bella."

Leah nodded and smiled. Alice smiled as well. She felt like she was burning under those dark eyes. Her whole body was throbbing with gratitude and unreleased lust and she gave a coy giggle.

"Hey," she said. "Isn't it traditional for the handsome knight to be rewarded for rescuing the princess?"

"I guess so."

"Well?" Alice murmured boldly, letting her arm slip away from her breasts. "What would you like?"

Leah smirked, as if considering her options. Alice took a step toward her and put her hands at the older girl's hips, gazing up into her dark eyes.

"Anything you want," she said. "Anything at all."

Leah chuckled. "How about a kiss?"

"I was hoping you'd say that…"

But instead of lifting her mouth to Leah's lips she instead sank to her knees and lifted Leah's skirt. Her panties were black lace. Alice lowered them hungrily and applied the reward kiss directly into the older girl's pussy, moaning and pushing her tongue inside as deep as it would go.

Leah held up her leather skirt and watched the girl kneeling there with a big grin.

"Oh yeah," she chuckled. "That's my kind of princess."

Alice lifted her eyes for a moment and there was a twinkle in them as if she was smiling. Then she put one of her hands between her naked legs and stroked herself as she continued to express her gratitude.

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