Perhaps it's when she said "shoot" instead of a string of curses. Perhaps it's when she caught herself gawking in the mirror like a stupid bimbo. Perhaps it was the flutter of her heart when she saw how clean and pretty she was. Or perhaps it was how... nonchalant she was about the whole "transforming into a cheer bimbo" thing. Regardless, Athena knew something had changed. She wrapped a towel around her body and another around her hair, and padded back to her room. That's when she saw it.
Athena saw the uniform and felt her heart flutter a bit. She felt naughty, she felt like it was a forbidden fruit. What was wrong with her? She was a goth. She wasn't leaving a phase like that cunt Miss Fine said she was. Granted, her bestie...dammit, her best friend was totally into "growing up", but that felt so artificial. Like Zoe was corrupted by that...cun...cu...bitc..."Darn it I can't even freakin curse in my freakin thoughts like how I used too. DARN IT! UGH!"
To further frustrate her, the words of Miss Fine rang in her head. "Cheer captain." She knew she was the missing piece for the cheerleader puzzle. Karyn was the taller, semi-amazon with all sorts of sleek and sexy muscle. Zoe was the short little ball of energy and charisma. What they needed was a certain oomph to get to the next level. A balancing force, cool yet charismatic. A glue to hold the squad together. There was a certain draw to being a leader, after all. It was in her nature to be competitive. Darn it, that Miss Fine stuck again.
BZZT the sound of the incoming text shook her out of her revelry. Karyn texts her about her Spirit Day plans. In a way, this was Athena's first real choice since the change. She could entirely ignore the text. She could choose the black gown she used to wear. To go back to needing a half-hour to put on horror make up. To go back to listening to abrasive music and pretending to hate the generic pop music. To go back to having a false sense of superiority because she's slightly more intelligent than the girls who were sliding by on their looks. To go back to trash talking other girls like she was Cheerleader Sarah. Or...
With shaking hands and a trembling heart, Athena puts on the uniform. She takes a good look at herself in the mirror. With her bleached hair and tight uniform, she looked like an All American Cheerleader. She doesn't look like an angry girl trying to fight the system. She tried looking angry, but with her big blue eyes and blonde hair, it comes across more as pouty. She didn't really need much makeup, her natural beauty would work just fine. On the sidelines, sure. But the boys, specifically Henry the running back. He was built, lightly tanned just like her, intelligent, charitable and best of all, had a juicy butt. A guy that never really noticed goth her, but maybe if she was a cheerleader with booksmarts and wasn't a bitch and.... Mmm.... She looks like a sexy, confident young woman ready to take out the world. It was with this confidence that she snapped a selfie and sent it straight to Karyn.
Karyn quickly responded with "omg we're gonna kill it tomorrow." We're. We are. Karyn included Athena with... the squad. Athena was going to be a cheerleader. Not just a cheerleader, but cheer captain. She tried to stop the squeal of glee. Honest. She gently took off the uniform, and slid into bed wearing her bra and pair of gold spanx. The blue spanx would be tomorrow.
Sleep came quickly for Athena, after she vowed that if she was gonna be a cheerleader, she wasn't gonna be a fucking stereotype.
