"Sarah?" a voice called suddenly, causing Sarah to snap to attention. "I saw you come in here ..."
"Who's there?" Sarah asked.
"It's just me. Zoe."
"Zoe? You mean that Goth freak?"
"Goth? Me? No way. Exactly how many Zoes do you know?"
Sarah cautiously walked towards the stall door, then slowly opened it. The girl standing in the middle of the bathroom was that Zoe Gibson girl, but she wasn't Goth in the slightest. She looked, well, normal. Just like Sarah ... now.
"Are you crying?" Zoe asked, getting concerned.
"Yeah, just a little. I just got rejected for cheerleading."
"Well, you know how I feel about that," Zoe said sourly, implying that she was against the idea of Sarah becoming a cheerleader, just like Sarah's new big sister Athena.
"Why is everyone against me becoming a cheerleader?" Sarah complained.
"You don't need to become a cheerleader to be popular, Sarah."
"Really? And exactly what other way is there?" Sarah asked.
