The walk to high school was pretty much uneventful besides the usual meet and greet of some other students that chose to walk instead of taking a bus, driving or catching a ride with a friend or family member. For Bonnie, it was rather peaceful, all things considered. That was until an unwelcome voice reached her ears, causing her to frown in disgust.
"Hey, Ron!" Junior greeted by giving Ron a high-five.
"Yo Junior!" He equally welcomed, returning the high-five.
"Sup 5-0?" The blond delinquent said, acknowledging her.
"Delinquent." She answered in a clipped tone before muttering "Shit..." to herself after noticing something else in front of her she didn't like.
"Hey, Homey, ready for a Gravatomic day at school?" Vinnie, another member of the Detention Trio, said with a fist-bump.
"You know it," Ron said while returning the hand gesture.
"Yo, it's Beeps..." The African American acknowledged her. "Gonna show us any new sexy cheerleader moves?" He asked, lewdly adding. "I could use a good show."
Bonnie only growled and sneered in response before sniffing, ignoring him.
"Could it be any worse?" The deputy cheerleader asked herself before noticing a shadow looming over her, causing her to mutter. "Forget I asked......."
"Hi, Ron." Big Mike, the third and last member of the Trio smiled before noticing Bonnie. "Cheerleader." He grumbled.
"Yeah, Yeah, the feeling's mutual." She dismissively waved off, cutting it short and adding. "Okay, the greetings are taken care of so let's get to school before either one of us is tardy. And I refuse to be stuck with the Lifetime Losers Club."
As Bonnie walked off, Vinnie couldn't help but ask. "Yo, whassup with her!?"
"Who BP?" He asked to which the others nodded in return.
"Yeah, Beeps is always like that." He merely shrugged off, causing the Detention Trio to shrug in confusion.
"Why me?" She muttered to herself, further adding. "After all... You'll never see me associating with the likes of them. So why me?" She then began tuning out the useless chatter as the four boys talked about meaningless things that only kids like them would.
As they got closer to the school, both foot and vehicle traffic had begun to pick up, a sure sign they were close to nearing their 'Final Destination'.
Moments later, they've finally reached Middleton High School. Near the front entrance, school buses were unloading students before driving off in a standard, repeated fashion. Kids were either milling about and socializing with one another or heading towards the main entrance to head inside.
"Okay you guys, be on your best behavior." Bonnie suddenly called out.
"Why's that, Bestie?" Ron asked, confused. "Ohhh yeah..." He added, noticing something in front of him.
"Wassup man?" Vinnie inquired.
"Him..." He shakily pointed a finger towards self-appointed "Rear Principal" Barkin's watchful stern eyes, causing all four of them to gulp in fear and her to merely roll her eyes.
She, herself, knew the truth after all. Mr. Steven Barkin once served in the US Army with the rank of Lieutenant, who got stationed at an outpost ten clicks north of Jai Alai. After being discharged, he somehow used his credentials to "enlist" himself in the faculty. Even though the school system did not recognize his position, he made up the Admiralty-inspired "two-star rank" for himself as next highest in the administration office after Vice Principal. Where and how she got that information, she'd never tell as it was her secret and hers alone to keep. She had to smile to herself in devious satisfaction at that one.
Grunting at their antics, she merely held her head high and trudged forward and greeted Mr. Barkin with a respectful nod, which he curtly returned, whispering. "Be on the alertMiss Possible, something tells me you'll be stuck with those three troublemakers for a very long time." He warned, pointing to the Trio that was with her childhood friend.
"The heck!? What makes you say that?" The teen hero asked in mild shock.
"Let's just call it a Military gut feeling and only leave it at that, shall we?." He replied in finality, dropping the subject.
She merely quirked an eyebrow, looking back to the foursome before shrugging and walking inside the building while muttering. "Great..."
"I'll be keeping an eye on you four." The stern administrator warned as they all gulped again, quickly walking past him and escaping into the safety of the building itself.
As Bonnie walked towards her locker, she took a look at her watch which now read 7:22 AM. Reaching her locker, she opened it up and took off her coat before hanging it up. Reaching into her locker and grabbing what she needed, she then closed it before being greeted by a most welcome sight.
"Mo!" She squealed in joy, squeezing her in a very tight hug, asking. "Back from Montana visiting your Mom for the weekend?"
"YNI, you know it!" Monique laughed, returning the hug.
"You get a chance to visit my family?"
"Sure did!" She confirmed, then dropping a bombshell. "Even spent the night with my new girlfriend."
"Ho! You and Cousin Kim are finally hooking up?"
"YNI, GF, YNI."
"'Bout time. How are my favorite cousins?"
"Kim's doing great. I've been telling her what's going on regarding you and your latest adventures, and it has her going nuts!" The self-proclaimed fashion diva complained.
"That's K for you, always a bundle of energy." Bonnie chuckled in mirth.
"True dat." She confirmed, continuing. "Took nearly an hour to persuade her to chill her fangirling." She added suggestively. "But even, she still said she felt 'rode hard and put away wet'!"
The blonde blushed at the innuendo that her friend implied, earning a chuckle.
"But her sister Joss now wants to become a sidekick like Lonnie." Monique informed, drawing a groan as well as an "oh great" from the hero. Ignoring the quip, she trudged on. "Aunt Ann? She and your Uncle Slim are nauseatingly touchy-feelie in-love." Gagging to herself. "And the Tweebs? They are a hassle as they've always been. So much so that they have their hands full just dealing with them." She finally finished, exhaling a breath.
"At least they're not as bad as my Tweebs, Donnie, and Jonnie," Bonnie replied. "Well... That's until they team up and become the dreaded Qweebs." She added with a shudder.
"Yeah... I hear you." Her best friend girlfriend said in sympathy. She was familiar with the portmanteau words of 'Quad' and 'Dweebs,' thus the phrase Qweebs.
The cheerleader checked her watch again, sighing after reading the current time before apologizing. "Sorry to cut this short, Monique, but it's almost 7:30 and I have about ten minutes before the five-minute warning bell to head for the pre-homeroom cheerleader check in."
"Yeah..." Monique frowned before lightening up with an idea. "We'll talk more after school and catch up then, okay?"
"That sounds like a plan, Monique, see ya later." the blonde Possible waved as she walked towards the gym.
"See ya girl." The other waved, heading off to class.
Reaching the gym, Bonnie headed for the cheerleader check-in area and signed her name on one of the several sign-in sheets that were on the table in varying colors in exact order. Then immediately followed by the other first stringers Liz, Marcella, Crystal and the twins Jessie and Maggie, the last three who smiled evilly at her which she just shrugged off, ignoring them. They were quickly followed by the second and third stringers, and lastly the fourth stringers. After all the cheerleaders signed in, Hope Phüle, the cheer's head captain, walked up and grabbed the clipboards with all the signatures on it off the table, addressing her team.
"Alright, girls..." She began. "This week is Spirit Week and also the week for Spirit Dance. So, having said that, we need to spend time after school to practice not only our routines but also planning our pep rallies as well, now..." the captain paused before looking at the names, then frowned as she noticed something that was amiss. "Where'sTara Rockwaller? She's late!"
As soon as that name left her lips, Crystal, Maggie, and Jessie's evil grin became even sinister as they looked towards the main gymnasium doors. As soon as they opened, the room's temperature went frigid as almost everyone's neck hair rose in fear except for roughly one-quarter of the girls among them. For through the doors, in walked Tara Rockwaller.
Her platinum blond hair was done up in a bun with hair around it before hanging off on the left side in a braided ponytail, reaching her shoulder. A fringe of hair completely covered her left eye. She was in her casual "Hildegard outfit" which comprised a black, gothic Lolita maid outfit with a quad-layered pleated skirt, the bottom-most layer being white and puffy sleeves that came down to her mid-upper arms. Black opera gloves covered her arms and went just past her elbows, a bit of white-pleated lace bordered the end of her gloves. A white lace choker with a black ribbon tied in a neat bow was also covering her neck. A necklace with a gemstone also hung from her neck. Lastly, she wore black, lace-up knee-high boots.
Her six-inch stiletto heels clicked on the smooth, polished, linoleum gym floor with cat-like grace as she sashayed sluttily towards them, a lewd wolfish grin on her face, eying all of them hungrily with a sharp, calculating and scheming mind. On her heels from behind her was Amelia, who was dressed in a Gothic Lolita dress and carrying a pink umbrella with a white pleated border rim in her arms with extreme care. Amelia's two friends were right beside her and were also dressed the same as she was.
"Sorry, I'm late." The new cheerleader purred seductively in a deep voice which said she was not. "But I had a prior engagement with overseeing my pets in entertaining the football team." She stated suggestively before turning to the captain with a Cheshire grin. "And oh my Gawd, Hope, your boyfriend Brick, well, ex-boyfriend now, what a great fuck he was?"
"YOU LIE!!!" She screamed furiously before trying to defend her friend, the star quarterback. "Brick would never do anything like cheat...on me? What...the hell?" The captain began stammering, at lost for words.
For in front of her was Jessica holding up a cell phone in her face showing Brick engaging in an explicit sexual act with both Tara and Amelia. Their screams and moans of passion echoing through the gym. The majority of the cheer team looking horrified feeling sorrow for their captain while the others just whoop and hollered in hurtful laughter, mocking her. One of them whispering behind her back on being "a lousy fuck to be cheated on like that" to another friend before the pair laughed.
"Oh my gosh, Brick... How could you?" Hope whispered in despair, tears streaming from her eyes.
"Care to reiterate that claim, my precious little Mustang?" Her 1st Lieutenant mocked. "Face the facts H; you're miserable with boys." She added before listing her Captain's failures of past boyfriends. "Josh Mankey? He turned out to be gay and is currently dating Jason Morgan, the basketball team's Star Forward, who, if I recall correctly, you also showed an interest. The Track and Field captain? He needed pussy, so I sent a couple of the 5th stringers his way to turn into women…"
"Which got him arrested for statutory!!" Someone called out in the crowd.
"At least he'll have a couple of tight memories to hold him for the next five to ten, hmm?" She shrugged indifferently, adding. "And now Brick Flagg? He's currently serving as my personal fuck-toy!"
While Tara was in the process of tormenting Hope, a couple of her toadies were doing the check-ins for her.
"With your poor reputation with boyfriends out in the open, no boy would ever want to get near you, much less date you at that. As things stand, you'll be better off batting for the other team." The Co-Captain jeered at her, yet somehow, for some unexplained reason shivered in fear when Hope growled at her in primal fury.
"You...fucking whore......." The captain growled.
"I prefer the term Pedigree Slut, thank you." The deviant blonde said, offended. And before the Captain could act, Tara harshly grabbed Hope's face, feeling cold steel against the cheek. Shifting her own eyes to the side, she widened them in shock when she noticed a thin blade almost piercing her skin. "And I also prefer that you watch your tone when around me. "She warned, grinning. "I definitely wouldn't want to ruin a precious specimen such as yourself, now would I?" Finally whispering in her ear, licking it.
"Specimen!?" The Noirette exclaimed in disbelief, then growling in anger. "I'm insulted!"
"Insulted?" Tara replied, confused. "Why?" She then asked in genuine concern before releasing the blade from Hope's cheek, revealing a small trickle of blood. "Pedigreed animals are some of the most cherished creatures on the planet." Further stating as fact, walking towards Amelia with the sword in hand. "I know I'm cherished." Adding as she sheathed the sword in the umbrella, revealing the origin of the mysterious sword, before turning and walking up to a more guarded Hope. "And you could be too." She finished, this time gently cupping her chin and licking the blood of her cheek like a cat licking milk.
Before the Noirette could offer a retort, the five-minute warning bell for homeroom sounded off, warning students to head for their designated classes.
"Tut," the blonde mewled in displeasure, releasing her latest prey before turning and walking to towards Amelia and her two friends. "Come, girls, we don't want to be late. Until next time, my precious kittens." She addressed them, Crystal, Maggie and Jessica joining her.
As the six walked by a fuming Bonnie, who was keeping her anger in check throughout the entire exchange, Tara made a lewd gesture towards her as she held up the index and middle finger in a V before flicking her tongue through it and walking seductively afterward, shocking her. The Co-Captain shocked the Deputy Captain even further by mouthing "You'll soon be mine" before going on her way.
After they left, civility soon returned, and Bonnie took this time and rushed towards her captain, along with the others that cared, in concern, crowding her in a circle.
"Hope! Are you okay?" She asked. "I'm so sorry for everything that happened to you." Further adding, placing a comforting arm on her shoulder.
"To think..." Hope began, whispering. "If she and her cronies did not get protected by her father and his friends from disciplinary actions, they'd all pay for their insolence. I, myself, would personally oversee them all dropped from the squad."
"Captain?" She asked, confused.
"It's nothing." The Noirette stated, shaking her head dismissively before looking at everyone.
"You sure?" Bonnie spoke up, somewhat doubtful.
"Yes I'm sure, just get to class everyone so you won't be late, okay?" She ordered.
"Okay," Liz Began. "If you say so..." Marcella finished in sign-language.
Casting a last doubtful glance at their captain, they headed off to homeroom. Homeroom and classes went through without further incident and the teen hero have been lucky that she had no further encounter with the self-proclaimed "School Queen". At least until cheer practice came up when she and the others would have to deal with her again as the final bell of the day rang. Unknown to her, and over the skies of the Tri-Cities, Dr. Drakken, and his henchwoman Shego, had just entered the city limits of Middleton in their hovercraft. In mere moments from now, the quite community will soon be rocked with chaos.
"This is Will Du, get me Dr. Director at once." Global Justice's "Top Agent" ordered into his wrist-mounted communicator looking through binoculars after getting out of a nondescript van packed with surveillance equipment, wanting to confirm with his own eyes after noticing them suddenly appearing on his screens. He lowered them soon afterward and frowned.