Chapter 15 - Flashing Back - Part III

"Around that time, Ron and his girlish jeans came in. He told me not to join the cheer squad because of some major ishes with it!" Kim said.

"I tells ya! Bon-Bon was crazy with power!" Ron exclaimed, flapping his arms and hands.

"And still is, to the surprise of no one!" Kim added. "While we were waiting in line, Hope, Jessica and Tara came to Bonnie's table to tell her the bad news..."

Hope, Jess and Tara ran to Bonnie's table. The middle school cheer comeptition book was in Tara's hands.

"Bonnie! Bonnie! We got a major red alarm here!" Hope shouted at the top of her lungs.

"What major alarm?" Bonnie asked unethusiasically.

Tara opened up to the vital section that their captain was going to read, "Look at Page 78, paragraph 4, sentence 5.

Bonnie flipped through the pages and read from that section, "A large Middle School cheer team in the state cannot cheer in an association-run competition if they have less than 18 cheerleaders on that team."

"T, I so hate to inform you, but we have exactly 18 cheerleaders on the squad!" the Queen proclaimed, closing the book.

"Correction, B, had!" Tara said, emphasizing the drama the squad was in.

"Yeah!"" Hope added, "One of the cheerleaders ditched us to transfer to..." She then shuddered at Middleton's biggest sports rival's name "...Lowerton!"

Bonnie began to blush a little, as if she had something to do with the eighteenth Cheerleader's ditching, "Oh...yeah! What a ...tragedy..."

"Are you okay, B?" Tara asked.

Bonnie took out her compact mirror and applied makeup to her face.

"I'm totally fine! Looks like we may need to hold emergency cheer tryouts for the last position on the squad!"

She took out three clipboards from her backpack.

"Girls, get your clipboards and fan out!" she commanded them, "We're going to need a lot of signatures!"

"And so Bonnie and her girls did!" Kim said, sighing, "Then she came up to me!"

Bonnie came up to Kim and asked, holding the clipboard and a pencil, "Hey, Kim, can you sign the sheet?"

Kim questioned, "Why, Bonnie?"

Bonnie explained the reasoning, "One of our cheerleaders decided to turn redcoat on us, so that leaves an open spot! The tryouts for it are going to be tomorrow at the Middleton High Gym!"

She continued the reason while giving the pen to Kim, "So all you have to do is to sign on the dotted line and you'll be all set.

Kim then received the pen from the brunette, much to the utter shock of her BF.

The redhead was about to sign it when visions appeared in her head with Ned sayng that the cheerleaders are evil, Ron telling her that they'll eat her alive, Penny telling her that the cheerleaders run the school, and, finally, Bonnie waving her hand in front of Kim.

"Sign...the...sheet! Hello? Earth calling Kim! Are you going to sign the tryout sheet or not?!" Bonnie exclaimed, trying to call to Kim's attention!"

"Wha...? Oh...my bad. Sorry, Bonnie!" Kim said in reply, snapping out of her daydream. She took the pencil and signed it on Bonnie's sheet. Ron's jaw came unhinged again.

"Yay! I can't wait to be on the cheer squad! Go Junior Mad Dogs!"

"Thanks, Kim! Your participation is going to help us out tomorrow!" Bonnie grinned while heading back to her table.

"No big, Bonnie!" Kim replied with a smile.

Ron was still crestfallen over what happened, "KP...I totally can't believe it!"

"Really, Ron?" Kim asked, all positively charged up and not seeing the negative feelings on Ron's face, "I'm going to be on a cheer squad!"

"No, it's just...well I wanted to say was..." Ron said in struggling to find the words.

"Come on, Ron." Kim uttered, her smile fading, "Find what you're trying to say!"

Ron held in his breath before telling to Kim what he had witnessed solo.

"KP, these cheerleaders are evil! And their captain, Bonnie? She's the most whacked of the wackies!"

"That's totally ridiculious, Ron!" Kim said, thinking that Ron's claims were preposterous. "From all the time that I've spent with Bonnie today, I've never had a negative expeience with her!"

"They are a wretched hive of scum and villainy!" Ron warned her, "They even gave one of their own a swirly!" He was referring of him witnessing the 18th cheerleader of the squad being dragged away by her own squadmates.

"Ron..." Kim said before holding a deep breath of her own, "I am joining that squad and I am going to cheer for the Jr. Mad Dogs! No one is going to stop me!"

"But..." Ron began to protest.

"No buts, Ron!" Kim replied, "You should know my family's motto by now!"

She also added, "Trust me, I know what I'm doing!"

"Okay, KP! I'll support ya along the way!" Ron said uneasily.

Kim wrapped her hand around Ron's shoulder and said, "Thanks! It means a lot!

"Oh, uh, anytime." Ron said softly.

"Ron wasn't still so sure about me trying out for that 18th and final position on the squad." Kim said, "I was so sure that I would ace the test."

"I feared that you would turn into someone like Bon-Bon." Ron said with a lump in his voice.

"With my grades, I sure as heck wouldn't. What me and Ron were discussing at the time was which pet would be suited for his dad." Kim explained to the rest of the team.

"He had his fur allergies from the golden receiever incident." Ron explained the nature of his dad's condition, "I made a pretty nifty rap out of it as well. Got a B off of it!"

"Retriever, not receiver!" Kim smirked, correcting her husband.

"How abour frogs?" Kim suggested a pet.

Ron replied with disgust, "Eww! Those things are so slimy!"

"They don't give out slime, Ron! It's mucus!" Kim explained.

Kim threw out another animal in the ring "How about a sphynx cat?"

"Sick and wrong! They look like mutated human skins!" Ron replied, losing his taste in his stomach.

"Okay, cross them of the list. What about rabbits?" Kim suggested another animal.

"Hello, KP?! I don't wanna see my carrot bill skyrocket!" Ron said, throwing his hands in the air.

"I guess you're gonna cross the rabbit off the list," Kim sighed as another animal idea got thrown in the rejection pile.

"Duh! I recalled one over at Wannaweep that had glowing red eyes and had teeth as sharp as a machette!" Ron said while mimicing the teeth with his index and middle fingers.

"You've been watching way too many British sketch comedy movies, Ron!" Kim giggled.

"I just love their style of humor. Or is it the humor with an extra u between the o and r." Ron said before getting back to his pet dilema, "Anywho, I can't just choose any hairless pet, KP! It's gonna need a lot of caring and lovin' for a long time! Maybe I can swing by Smarty-Mart with Mom after school..."

"After we got out spaghetti...which reeked of the toxic mystery meat from the high school...we were going to take our place in the caf when...it...happened. The event that changed all of our lives forever." Kim recalled. She was getting to the part where the 'friendship' between her and Bonnie shattered like a broken mirror.