This is a make believe story about make believe characters. Lizzie McGuire: Empire of Kate Part 1 (fff, inter, rape, viol, spank, fisting) by Big Red Dope (bigreddope@hotmail.com) With the sudden transfer of one of Hillridge's cheerleaders Lizzie quickly jumped on the opportunity to up her social status and decided to try out. While she certainly was in shape and wasn't fat by any stretch of the imagination Lizzie wasn't in athletic enough shape to be a cheerleader. She was out of breath and wheezing hard by the time she finished the routine Miranda helped her create for the tryout. Lizzie's other big problem was that she just wasn't coordinated enough to be a cheerleader. She stumbled several times over her feet and actually fell down once. She wasn't too concerned though because none of the other girls were any better than she was. None of the other girls except Kate Sanders. It wasn't that Kate was some sort of uber-cheerleader to be, but she was definitely more coordinated than Lizzie and looked more the part too. As Lizzie watched Kate finish her tryout she couldn't help but think that something was different about her. Then she suddenly figured out what it was. Where Kate had previously had a flat chest she now had large protruding teenage breasts. Lizzie hadn't seen her at all over summer break so Kate could have grown them then, but Lizzie certainly was suspicious. That and she was self-conscious too. While Lizzie wasn't flat-chested and there were other girls in school with smaller breasts than her, she didn't exactly have the giant breasts that Kate had. Regardless of chest size though, Lizzie was still hopeful that she could make the squad. There was one girl left to try out after Kate. Lizzie had seen her around school before, but didn't know her name. There was only one person she needed to beat and that was Kate. Lizzie absolutely hated and thought how unfair it was that so much of what happened in her life revolved around Kate. She hated it even more when Claire Miller announced that Kate was the new cheerleader. Lizzie should have known better. Claire was Kate's best friend and nobody stood a chance of making the squad other than Kate. Lizzie got up to get her things to go home when Kate stopped her before she could take a single step. "Hey McGuire." "What do you want Kate?" "Nothing important. I'm just curious to know how it feels to still be a loser? You've always been a loser and you'll always be a loser." "Whatever. I'm going home. I've got a test to study for," Lizzie replied walking away from Kate. "LOSER!" Kate shouted. "Yeah well it certainly helps when your best friend is on the squad," Lizzie mumbled in frustration. After a dinner which consisted of meatloaf and mashed potatoes Lizzie went to her room without saying much of anything to anyone. She had a big American History test tomorrow and as she looked over the chapters that the test was on she realized that for once she was prepared ahead of time and knew the material. Lizzie closed her history book and threw it back into her bag. She decided to get on the internet to check her e-mail and chat with Miranda if she was on. There were a few forwarded jokes and other odd e-mails that Gordo had sent her and the obligatory pieces of spam which she deleted. Lizzie was about to log out of her e-mail when it suddenly chimed indicating she had new mail. She checked to see what it was and grumbled when she saw it was from Kate. Double-clicking the message it simply read "LOSER!" in big bold letters. Lizzie deleted the e-mail and logged onto instant messenger. "Great!" She thought when she saw Miranda was on. Lizzie started to type out a message to send her when Miranda beat her to the punch and sent one first. "So how'd it go?" "It went ok I guess. I didn't make it, Kate did of course." "You forgot that Claire was on the squad didn't you? I didn't think of it until I got home today." "That's not the only reason Kate made it," Lizzie typed. She turned around for a moment to get a Diet Coke she had been sipping on while studying. "What do you mean?" "All the girls on the cheerleading squad have big boobs and suddenly now so does Kate." "So? You haven't seen her all summer. Maybe she grew them then. This one girl Shelby in my art class who didn't have them last year has them this year." "Crap!" Lizzie said to herself knocking her drink over spilling it all over her desk and partially onto her keyboard. She ran to the kitchen to get some paper towels and she moistened some of them before returning to her room. Lizzie cleaned the soda off the table and took her time carefully cleaning the buttons on her keyboard. When she was satisfied with the clean-up job she returned to her chat with Miranda. "Sorry about the wait. I just spilled some Coke. Anyways, the only reason Kate has big boobs now is because she stuffs her bra." "Maybe so," Miranda typed, "but even if she didn't have a big chest she still would have made the squad because of Claire." "I know, it was dumb of me to think I stood a chance." "Oh well, at least you tried though, even if it was futile." "At least Kate's still calling me a loser ever chance she gets. It's good to know things are still normal between us." "Don't listen to Kate, nobody does except her stuck up friends." "That's true I guess..." "Hey Lizzie I would love to stay and chat, but I've got to go study for the history test tomorrow. I only really meant to get online long enough to check my e-mail." "No problem Miranda, I could use some refreshing on the material myself. I'll see you at school tomorrow." "See you tomorrow Lizzie." The messenger indicator turned off and Miranda was now offline. Lizzie sighed and turned off her computer. She changed into her pajamas and climbed into bed. Lizzie laid there watching t.v. until she fell asleep. The next morning Lizzie found Miranda and Gordo in the school cafeteria as usual and sat down with them to wait for the first bell to ring. "So Lizzie how did the tryouts go? Are you now part of Hillridge's upper elite all set to bring cheer and school spirit to meaningless junior high sports games?" Gordo asked closing his math book. "Of course not, who else but Kate would get the spot?" "Claire's already on the squad. Lizzie had no chance," Miranda commented. "Hey thanks for the pep talk Miranda!" "You know what I mean. They could have had professional cheerleaders try out and Kate still would have made the squad." "Yeah I thought about saying something about that, but I figured why ruin it for Lizzie? At least she knows she's better than Kate. Speaking of the devil, what's going on with Kate over there?" Gordo asked spotting Kate on the other side of the cafeteria being followed by a group of kids. "I don't know," Lizzie said, "looks like they're doing something to upset her. Who cares though? She'll ignore them like she does everyone else. "MCGUIRE!" Kate shouted spotting Lizzie. "Here she comes. What did you do this time Lizzie?" Miranda asked. "Nothing that I know of. Hey Kate what's up?" Lizzie asked trying to act cheerful when Kate walked up. "Ok, which one of you dweebs sent messages to everyone in the school saying I stuffed my bra?" "Sorry, I don't know anything about your bra," Gordo replied. "Shut up, I know it wasn't you!" Kate snapped. "It was one of these two," she said staring down Lizzie and Miranda, "but who?" "It wasn't us Kate, why would we do that? We don't want to have to deal with you anymore than we have to," Miranda said. "You and Gordon don't have reasons right now, but Lizzie does. Might you be jealous that I made the squad and you didn't," Kate scowled at Lizzie. "Or perhaps you're jealous because I have boobs and you don't? You just watch yourself McGuire. It'll be coming and you won't like it at all." "What is? What's coming?" Lizzie half-shouted after Kate. "What do you think she's going to do Miranda?" "She probably won't do much of anything. Knock your lunch tray out of your hand, pour milk in your hair, something like that I'd guess." "Or she could do what she did to Ricky Miller yesterday," Gordo added. "What did she do to Ricky? I thought he went home sick yesterday?" Lizzie asked. "He did, but the reason he did was because Kate put Ex-Lax in his lunch. That's what I hear anyways." Eeew! Gross! Why would she do that?" Miranda asked disgusted. "Because she only got a ninety-five on some homework he did for her." "Are you serious?" Lizzie asked shocked. "Yeah. This is Kate we're talking about here, remember?" Just then the morning bell rang for class. "That's just nasty and mean. Looks like I won't be eating lunch for awhile," Lizzie said picking up her bag. "I'll see you later Gordo. Miranda and I have a test first period." "Cya Gordo." "Okay, I'll see you two at lunch." As Lizzie and Miranda walked to their class they started to talk. "What do you think happened? You didn't message everyone telling them Kate stuffed her bra did you?" Miranda asked. "Not intentionally. Not unless..." "Unless what Lizzie?" "Well I was drinking Diet Coke last night while I was chatting with you and I spilled it on my table and keyboard. Maybe I accidentally did something then while I was cleaning it." "I wouldn't worry too much about it. You'll do something else to upset Kate and she'll forget all about this." "That's what I'm afraid of." Lizzie studied all night long the night before the test and did all of her homework. She knew the material inside and out, yet when test time rolled around she had become too worried about Kate and couldn't concentrate. The tests were graded there in class and Lizzie still managed to get a B- despite her distractions. The day went by ever so slowly for Lizzie and when lunch arrived she refused to eat even after Miranda and Gordo volunteered to buy lunch for her. Lizzie and Kate made eye contact several times during lunch and Kate shot her an evil look each time. Lizzie was more than happy when lunch was over and she took off for her next class which was math. While the class worked on an in-class assignment Lizzie got permission from the teacher to use the bathroom. As Lizzie sat down on the toilet to pee she heard the bathroom door open and shut. "Please don't let it be Kate, please don't let it be Kate!" Lizzie prayed in her head. One by one each of the stall doors were slammed opened. "Oh my god! It is Kate!" Lizzie panicked pulling her pants up while considering crawling under the stall's wall to the one next to her after Kate checked it. Lizzie had no time to make a decision. Her stall door swung open and Kate stood on the other smiling maniacally at her. Kate grabbed Lizzie by the hair and swung her into wall across from the door. Lizzie slammed into the wall and cried out in pain sliding down to the floor. Before she could get up Kate planted a foot to her chest pinning her to the floor. "I told you it was coming!" Kate laughed. "Kate! Please! It was an accident! I swear!" "Accident or not it doesn't matter McGuire. You're going to get yours. Not here and not now, but consider this a warning." Kate lifted her foot and Lizzie started to get up. She was quickly kicked back down and hit her head against the floor. Lizzie grunted in pain and Kate laughed at her as she walked out. Lizzie returned to class and for the rest of the day was afraid of running into Kate. She seemed even more pissed off and hateful than usual. Lizzie was worried that Kate might try to pick a fight with her and she definitely was no fighter. So after each class Lizzie was careful in looking into the hall for Kate before going to her next class. She wasted no time in the halls and didn't go into anymore bathrooms. Lizzie quickly went from one class to another and luckily didn't run into Kate at all. Lizzie and Miranda were supposed to go shopping for supplies for their history project after school. When the last bell rang Lizzie was more than happy for the day to be over. She raced towards the cafeteria where she was going to meet Miranda but as she got closer she realized she still needed to go to the bathroom since she had been interrupted by Kate. Lizzie was still paranoid about Kate walking in on her, but she was on the verge of peeing on herself. Lizzie decided that she could use the bathroom and still play it safe by using the restroom nearest to the cafeteria. She quickly ducked into the bathroom and hurriedly emptied her bladder. Kate hadn't shown up and Lizzie was relieved, but she wasn't about to spend anymore time in the bathroom than she had too. Lizzie pulled her pants back up fastening them and moved the switch over unlocking the door. Just as she was about to pull the door open Lizzie heard a sound that made her freeze; the bathroom door had open and closed again. "Lizzie are you in here?" It was Claire, but that didn't make it any easier for her to respond. "Lizzie are you here?" Lizzie stood still petrified in silence. "GOD DAMN IT MCGUIRE! WE KNOW YOU'RE IN HERE!" Kate screamed. "Kate calm down. Everyone outside will here you," Claire said soothing voice. One by one all of the stall doors were flung open with force just like earlier in the day. Claire and Kate quickly got to Lizzie's stall and no sooner had the door swung open than Kate was wrapping duct tape around Lizzie's mouth. Despite the tape Lizzie started screaming at the top of her lungs and even though the tape muffled her screams some Lizzie was still letting out a loud noise. Kate brought her bare palm across Lizzie's face once and when the screaming didn't stop, Kate slapped her again. Lizzie stopped screaming the second time. "Now is the time, but this isn't the place," Kate said staring hard at Lizzie. "Just so we can walk through the school easier, we're going to take the tape off your mouth, but if you so much as make a sound you'll regret it!" Claire warned coldly. "Do you understand?" Lizzie quietly shook her head yes. "Good now let's go," Kate ordered harshly ripping the tape from Lizzie's mouth. The three girls quickly walked through the school without making a sound to anyone or anything. Claire was in front, Lizzie was in the middle, and Kate brought up the rear. When they stopped in front of the sports equipment room near the gym, Claire removed a key from her pocket and opened the door. She slipped the key back into her pocket and pushed Lizzie inside. While Claire ripped Lizzie's shirt and bra from her body, Kate found the box that the jumpropes were kept in. She pulled out an old-fashioned one that had the two wooden handles with rope between them. Kate bound Lizzie's hands together with one end and threw the other end over some low rise rafters. Kate pulled down the other end until Lizzie's arms were raised in the air above her head then she tied the second end around Lizzie's wrists as well. Kate then took Lizzie's bra from Claire and told her to remove the rest of Lizzie's clothing. Kate shoved the Lizzie's own bra into her mouth and gagged her with another piece of tape. As Claire removed Lizzie's pants, the last of her clothing, Lizzie's eyes widened and a look of terror and panic took over her face. "You know what the great thing about the beginning of the school year is McGuire?" Kate taunted. "There are no sports to make use of all of this wonderful equipment. Should we give her an example Claire?" "I think we should Kate," Claire replied handing Kate a red rubber playground ball. "While dodgeball is normally something the guys like the play, I think us girls can get something out of it too." Kate threw the ball as hard as she could at Lizzie pelting her in the stomach. Lizzie wheezed loudly as the air was knocked out of her and she desperately tried suck some in through her nose. Claire picked up the ball Kate had just thrown and handed it back to her. She then got a ball for herself from a nearby basket. Kate and Claire threw their balls at Lizzie. Kate's ball hit Lizzie in the hip and Claire's struck her in the face. Lizzie's head snapped back at the impact and when it came back forward blood was trickling from her nose. The two girls laughed at Lizzie without remorse and Kate decided to play nurse and check on Lizzie's bleeding nose. She placed her thumb and index finger on the sides of Lizzie's noise and squeezed hard. Lizzie screamed hysterically as pain shot from her nose through her body. Kate then started to twist Lizzie's nose to the left and tape or not Lizzie's screams got louder and more hysterical. Tears started to run down Lizzie's face and Kate let go of her nose seemingly getting pleasure from Lizzie's pain. Kate grinned wickedly and licked the tears from Lizzie's face. "Here you go," Claire said. Kate turned and took another jumprope from her. This time it was one of those jumpropes that had the plastic handles and the alternating red and white plastic noodles that covered the rope. Kate folded the rope in half holding both handles in one hand. Claire blew Kate a kiss as she turned Lizzie's backside towards Kate. Lizzie cried again and her tears reappeared as Kate struck her across the ass with the jumprope. Lizzie then felt the stinging slap of plastic against her back and against her legs. She screamed and cried as Kate continued to whip her. Then when Kate was happy with the size and color of welts spread across Lizzie's body she stopped and dropped the jumprope to the floor. "Now while dodgeball is a sport that girls should be getting into, one sport that's already popular is softball," Claire whispered in Lizzie's ear licking it. Scared of where this was leading Lizzie started to thrash around and trying to free herself from the rope. It did little good and she started screaming again as she continued trying to free herself. Kate handed a bat to Claire who took position behind Lizzie and Kate took position in front of her with a bat of her own. Kate began to lick the barrel of the bat up and down batting her eyes at Lizzie. "So have you ever had a cock this big?" Kate teased. "Let me guess, you probably haven't even seen a dick before have you? Well there's only one way to find out." Kate stuck her index and middle fingers into her mouth sucking and wetting them, before spreading Lizzie's cuntal lips with them. She keep pushing and pushing deep into Lizzie's twat until she found what she was looking for. Kate pressed up hard and deep breaking Lizzie's hymen and pulled her fingers out. They were covered in Lizzie's blood and soon it was dripping from Lizzie's cunt and falling to the floor. "Don't worry Lizzie, the first time always hurts the worst but you can't get better without practice." "You know Kate Lizzie's anus is reacting well to everything I put into it; my tongue, my fingers, and now the knobby bottom of the bat." "I alwasy knew Lizzie was a cheap dirty slut. So tell me McGuire does Gordo have a large dick?" Lizzie made no attempt to answer, but kept whining as she felt her ass and pussy slowly get penetrated by the softball bats. She couldn't tell how big the bats were, but they were big enough to split her wide. Lizzie's asshole and cunt stretched and tore as Claire and Kate continued to push the bats further into her body. She finally felt some relief as the items were slowly pulled out, but the relief was short lived and the bats were shoved right back into her holes. The pain was excruciating and Lizzie writhed as the instruments invaded her body. She screamed when the girls started to twist the bats around. Kate and Claire laughed maniacally as Lizzie's body thrashed around and her muffled screams filled the room. Kate then had another idea and removed the bats from Lizzie's love holes. She lowered Lizzie to the ground although Lizzie's hands remained bound while Claire found two tennis rackets and a tennis ball. With Lizzie on her hands and knees Kate took the rackets and with the handles side by side shoved them in Lizzie's pussy. Plunging the racket handles in and out while Lizzie screamed Kate told Claire where to place the ball. Placing it at Lizzie's sphincter Claire slowly but surely pushed the ball into Lizzie's asshole. Lizzie's body swirled with the sensation of pain, pleasure, and a complete mindfuck that left her body in a defeated state. Kate and Claire stood next to each other watching smiling with delight as Lizzie lay on the floor struggling with her congested holes. They turned and looked at each other, a twinkle seeming to appear in each other's eyes. Without a word their lips pressed and they kissed passionately their tongues fighting one another. When their faces separated Kate discovered her panties to be wet. She left to find something. Claire then came up with a wicked idea of her own. She forcefully tore the rackets from Lizzie's cunt and the ball from her ass. Lizzie screamed only temporarily at the pain. She knew more was coming and it was. Claire found the golf bag she wanted and removed the putting iron and five golf balls. Lizzie had fallen on her side, but Claire kicked her telling her to get back on her hands and knees. Claire took the five golf balls inserting them into Lizzie's pussy one at a time. As Claire put each ball in, the area between Lizzie's legs began to swell. When all the balls were inserted Claire lightly slapped the sensitive area and Lizzie groaned. Claire then stood up and with the head of the putter in hand she inserted the rubber handle of the club into Lizzie's butt. Lizzie cringed as the club went deeper and deeper into her. Claire gave her no mind and when she seemingly bottomed out she pulled the club out long enough to forcefully jam it back in. As Lizzie's screams and cries filled the air Claire began thrusting the club into Lizzie's anus harder and deeper. Claire's body burned as she watched the pained look on Lizzie's face. Her panties started to soak as well, and Claire began to pull the club out so she could whack the balls in Lizzie's twat with it, but Kate stopped her with a hand on her shoulder. Claire turned and the two girls' eyes meet. A gym mat used by the gymnastics team to practice on was laid out on the floor. Kate's clothes were on the floor as well and as Claire looked Kate's body up and down the burning sensation in her body intensified. Claire stripped of her clothing and for the second time her lips meet Kate's. Kate then did something that surprised Claire. Kate bit her lip and gnawed her teeth down until the skin was broken and Claire's lip was bleeding ever so lightly. Sitting down on the mat crossing her legs Kate motioned Claire to bend over her lap. When Claire was in place Kate reached way back and spanked her. Claire grunted and Kate spanked her again and again. Claire's moans got louder with each spank. Running her hand down between Claire's legs Kate found the incredibly wet cunt she was looking for. She flipped Claire onto her back and plunged her face into her pussy. Kate's tongue licked Claire's slit, licked her legs, and even licked the very bottom of Claire's butt crack. The girl was insatiable and enjoying every moment of it. With pussy juice on her tongue Kate picked up one of the tennis rackets and ordered Claire onto all fours like Lizzie. With a two-hand swing Kate struck Claire's buttocks with the racket. Claire squealed in delight and love juices trickled down her legs. Kate saw this and struck her bottom again. Again Claire moaned loudly and her juices continued to flow. Kate struck Claire's ass several more times until a bright shiny sheen glistened on Claire's dark legs. Rolling Claire back onto her back Kate took her time sipping and sucking the girl cum from Claire's legs. Satisfied with getting Claire off and tasting her, Kate decided it was her turn. She faced a wall and placed her hands on it. Kate cried as the jumprope with the plastic noodles came crashing down against her backside. She told Claire to keep going and again she was struck in the back. With the golf balls filling her pussy and the club still stuck in her Lizzie watched on incredulously as Claire continued to whip Kate over and over. The girl's body had welts and bruises just like she was sure she had, but Kate was getting off on being whipped. Lizzie's jaw dropped figuratively speaking when Kate started to bleed from one of the welts as she moaned loudly in orgasm and her girl juice started sliming it's way down her leg. "I'll be right back with the towels," Claire said as she started to dress. Kate slid her hands down her legs and between her thighs covering her hands in her cum. "You know Claire don't dress just yet," Kate said squatting next to Lizzie and wiping her hands in Lizzie's hair. "You have something else in mind?" Claire asked smiling wickedly and knowing well what the answer was. "Just one more thing," Kate replied pulling the club from Lizzie's ass and the balls from her twat. "Now stand up you filthy whore and I swear to god we'll beat you senseless if you try and fight this." Scared and now fearing for her life, Lizzie quietly did as she was told sniffling as tears still swelled in her eyes. Her eyes blew wide open when Kate started to insert two fingers into her ass. Lizzie jumped at the touch. "I see your ass is still sensitive McGuire. Good, then you'll feel this." Lizzie started to hyperventilate when Kate inserted a third, then a fourth finger into her ass. With the baseball bat and golf club having just filled Lizzie's anus, it was still lose and readily accomodated Kate's entire hand. To have just Kate fisting her ass would be one thing, but when Claire started to fist Lizzie's pussy the whole ordeal almost became too much for her. Kate and Claire laughed and taunted Lizzie calling her names and threatening to exact their wrath on her friends and family. Lizzie was humiliated and in pain as the two girls continued to rape her with their fists. She screamed loudly through the tape and started to cry hysterically when Claire grabbed Lizzie's left breast with her free hand and squeeze it hard driving her nails deep into the flesh. "We should probably quit now," Claire said suddenly. "Lizzie's hurt and your hand is covered in her shit." "Hmm..." Kate said aloud deep in pretend thought with her hand still stuck up Lizzie's ass. "You do have a point..." Lizzie's eyes widened and she breathed a sigh of relief at the thought of all of this ending. "Nah, I'll put up with Lizzie's shit for a little while longer," Kate replied, "No pun intended. Now double time." Lizzie's eyes nearly bugged out like they do in cartoons when Claire and Kate both squeezed their other hand into their respective orifices. Slowly and painfully the girls began to double-fist Lizzie's pussy and ass. Lizzie knew there was something wrong with Kate, but despite everything that Kate had done to her, even despite the fact that Kate put Ex-Lax in Ricky Miller's lunch, Lizzie had no idea how diabolical Kate truly was. Over and over the four fists pushed and pulled into Lizzie's ass and twat. Over and over Claire and Kate humiliated Lizzie calling her a slut, a whore, and countless other degrading things. Tears ran down her face as Lizzie silently cried to herself. The pain was overwhelming and Lizzie was stuck in a pit of misery void of all self-respect. Then just as suddenly as the day's ordeal began, it ended. Claire and Kate pulled their hands out of Lizzie and the gaping holes they left behind were a sight to behold. Kate ordered Lizzie to lay on her back for one final act. Straddling Lizzie's face Kate pressed her pussy to Lizzie's mouth forcing it open. Lizzie gagged at the sudden spray of Kate's urine that filled her mouth. Not wanting to induce Kate's wrath any further Lizzie swallowed the yellow liquid quickly trying not to spill any. When Kate finished she got up sighing melodramatically and Claire took her place. Lizzie swallowed the second helping of piss and layed still as Claire got up smiling staring her down. Being in the best condition to do so, Claire redressed and left the equipment room. She returned fifteen minutes later with three towels. She gave one to Kate, kept one for herself, and threw the third one at Lizzie. The rusty abused sink in the room creaked to life as Claire turned the handles to wash her hands. Kate followed behind her and when the solid of the shit was gone from her hands she redressed and walked over to where Lizzie had curled into a fetal position. "Get up," She ordered Lizzie. It took some time but Lizzie did manage to sit up though her knees were against her chest and her arms were wrapped around them. "Listen to me carefully McGuire. We're done for now and I'm going to untie your hands. As far as the bra incident goes we're even and it's over. However if you tell anyone about what happened today, what we'll do to you will make today look like a picnic. Do you understand me?" Lizzie shook her head yes and Kate untied her hands and removed the gag from her mouth. "Good, though next time we might just skip you and go straight for friends and family." The next morning Lizzie sat in the cafeteria with Miranda and Gordo as usual as they waited for the bell to ring. Lizzie was very withdrawn and hardly spoke a word. She didn't even give Miranda an answer as to what happened to her after school. "Hey Lizzie?" Gordo asked as he stared past her. "Hmm?" "What did you do to Kate to piss her off?" "No!" Lizzie cried her eyes widening in fear as she swung around spotting Kate and Claire walking towards her. "What do you want Kate?" Miranda asked angrily, "We don't know who told the school you stuff your bra!" "Shut up Miranda, We're not here to talk to you," Claire sneered. "What do you want then?" Gordo asked irritated. "We're here to officially anoint Lizzie as a Hillridge Junior High cheerleader," Kate answered pulling a box from behind her back handing it to Lizzie. Lizzie's eyes widened though for a different reason this time. "What's this?" "Open it McGuire," Claire replied. Lizzie's jaw dropped as she opened the box and found a cheerleading uniform inside. "The next meeting is on Friday though with your shortness of ability you may want to start practicing before then. See you then," Kate said walking away with Claire. "I thought you didn't make it?" Gordo asked. "Me too..." "Damn Lizzie, you're one of the cool girls now!" Miranda said shocked. Lizzie went through the day unsure if what Kate said was real or another cruel joke of hers. At lunch she ran into Kate in the lunchline and decided to confront her. "What's going on Kate?" "What are you talking about McGuire?" "This morning with Claire saying I was a cheerleader. What? Did you two suddenly forget what you did to me yesterday???" "Look as far as we go, I meant what I said at the tryouts and I have no second thoughts about what I've ever said or done to you. To be honest I still don't like you and couldn't give a shit about you either way." "Tell me something I don't know." "Then shut up and listen. Shortly after lunch yesterday I found out that Kim was caught with weed in her locker and expelled from school. Needless to say she's also off the squad and while I don't like you I am willing to admit that you were the best of who showed up at the tryouts second to me of course. Now if you were anybody else Claire and I probably wouldn't have done anything, but with our lack of feeling towards you we had to initiate you so we decided to run with the whole revenge for your bra comment idea." "How noble of you." "Look McGuire every year the squad goes out to competitions and while you're used to it I don't want to be a loser. You were the best of what was left and we'll just have to work with it. Don't fuck up and there won't be any problems. Oh and just so you know, my breasts are real, though you may want to stuff your bra to help fill out your uniform."