Kyla had to laugh to herself when she saw the cheerleaders trying to alter all the memory spells. "You can't make me forget me own spell, you airheads," she thought to herself. Sure, Karyn was probably going to be affected, but Kyla could easily restore her memories later.
But the goths added an interesting new twist to Kyla's plans. Luke Skywalker wouldn't have lost his hand if he'd waited until he was fully trained before fighting Vader, and Kyla knew that on her own, she was a match for the three freshmen only at her very best. Kyla was very low on energy, and she wasn't about to lose a hand. Let the goths have their own designs on Melissa. It was something to consider for later.
While everyone's attention was diverted elsewhere, Kyla snuck out the back door of the gym like Dooku on Geonosis, and went home to re-charge.
WHAM
A perfectly-manicured hand slammed against an empty locker. The locker door glowed briefly, and when Sarah opened the locker again, it was full of Jon's things.
"This is your locker room now," she menaced. "And this is your locker. Now that you're on the team, you need to be on the team."
"Are those really my--"
"Yes," Sarah interrupted. "it's magic. All the girls in school have magic. Boys aren't supposed to know that but, well, you're not exactly a boy anymore, are you?"
"Does that mean I have magic now, too?" Jon cautiously eyed a particular red stone that was sitting atop his gym bag in his new locker. The other cheerleaders looked to Sarah to answer the question.
She sighed. "No. At your core, you are still a boy, still think of yourself as a boy, and you probably always will. So you can't get magic. But that means," Sarah put her foot up on the bench to underline the importance of this next statement, "that there are only four girls in the cheerleader's coven instead of five. It means we're vulnerable."
Lucy and Erica began whispering to each other.
"Now, there aren't many covens with even four members in this school," Sarah brought her foot off the bench and started pacing the locker room slowly. "But until now, we were the only coven with five, so we had control. Student government has four. Drama has four. Band has four. We're lucky that Drama and Band are in a feud right now, or we'd be in trouble. As long as people think we still have five cheerleaders, five girl cheerleaders, then most likely nobody will challenge us."
"Us?" Jon asked.
"You're a cheerleader now, Jon," Tiffany said with an uncharacteristic solemnity.
"Exactly," Sarah turned back on Jon. "And for as long as you're a cheerleader, you are going to do everything you can to be a good cheerleader, and you're going to do everything you can to support me."
Jon found himself standing a little bit straighter in his cheer uniform at this. "Yes, captain." He hadn't meant to say that.
For the first time that afternoon, Sarah's expression softened. "Good. Now let's go through your locker and make sure everything in it is fit for a Lake Point High School cheerleader."
