Nat couldn't believe what they had done; the cheer squad had gone out on a shopping spree and changed up her whole room! For starters, her entire wardrobe had been tossed out for the kind of stuff a cheerleader would wear: the uniform (of course), sweaters and pants for cold weather, sleeveless tops and shorts for warm, skirts, yoga pants, sneakers, dresses and heels for formal things, all in bright feminine colors like teal or pink. Her gaming gear was stowed away in favor of a pink make-up vanity adorned with perfumes, lipsticks, compacts, nail polish, the works. Her hoodie was now pink and read "Party Girl" on the front. The walls themselves were covered in gem pink wallpaper as well as a few cat pictures (the cat pictures were the best part... and the only good part Nat saw).
"Oh maaaaaan." Nat whined in earshot of a passing student.
"Oh, you're up. Get ready, you'll be late for fourth period." the girl sighed.
Nat sighed back in defeat and got dressed.
When the tomboy stepped out, she was in bright pink booty shorts and a plain white t-shirt (the only part of her old wardrobe that wasn't taken away from her), and bright pink and white high top sneakers.
"Heyyy Nat, lookin' good!" Kira said with a smile as she pulled Nat by the arm.
'Please end me now.' Nat mentally pleaded. It was bad enough she was in this hot pink curve hugging get-up, now people would be seeing her in it.
Nat was pulled into the room as the other students looked on. One weird thing Nat noticed was that the tougher looking girls weren't laughing or poking fun at her. They were... blushing?
"Oh Daisy, you're here." the teacher said.
"What?! No I'm Nat, not..." the tomboy started before glaring at Kira.
"Yeah Nat, I totes let your name slip... to my girlfriend... and then she told everybody else." The black cheerleader said with a blush.
"I'LL KILL YOU! YOU PREPPY LITTLE SH- Wait, girlfriend?" Nat asked.
"Come on Daisy, just sit down!" called two other cheerleaders. Their names were Sammy and Tammy, and they were browned blonde twins with big butts that were on the cheer team.
Nat begrudgingly sat with the bubbly girls as the lecture on cells began.
She hated it, she hated it, she hated it! Nat... well why should she be called 'Nat' anymore? Ever since that busty airhead let it slip, she has been only recognized and talked to as "Daisy".
'I don't know why the hell I even let them in!' Nat mentally cried in anger.
And before Nat could say "F*ck.", Jenny stepped out of the locker-room.
"Daisy? Where's your uniform, try outs are today!" Jenny squealed.
"Daisy" had just about had it with her name... and these stupid freaking bimbos posing as athletes. It was like pulling the pin out of a grenade.
"YOU SERIOUSLY THINK I'M JOINING YOUR STUPID CHEER TEAM?! AFTER YOU BARGE INTO MY ROOM?! GIVE ME A CONCUSSION?! HUMILIATE ME WITH THAT NAME?! NO! NOT JUST NO, BUT FUCK NO! I DON'T KNOW WHAT GIVES YOU GLORIFIED BIMBOS THE RIGHT TO BARGE INTO MY ROOM AND TRY AND TELL ME HOW TO LIVE, BUT I'VE-"
Nat's rant was cut short by the prinicple grabbing her shoulder.
"Miss Natalia, I'll have you know that these young women are some of the finest students in our school! I think you SHOULD join the Cheer Squad, it might give you some perspective. Or do I need to tell your parents?" the old woman boomed.
Nat sighed in defeat, trudging to her room to get ready for... *ugh* ... Cheer Tryouts.