Disclamer: Yada Yada Yada the boys aren't mine Yada Yada Yada last I heard they belonged to themselves :sob: I get nothing for writing this story...just a headache and feedback. Oh I don't want to forget the lyrics aren't mine either (duh). Any other character and story idea thou is so don't touch!
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Ok I might want to explain this (see there is a reason why hell won't except me!) I started this as a sequel to one of my death stories but decided it didn't really fit in the 'Forever Friends' universe so I took the characters from that 'verse and continued on with this one.
I'd rate this a strong PG a few cus words but nothing that bad......so far
Dawn laughed as she watched Babs flirt and ice-skate at the same time. Both friends were celebrating a homecoming victory in Lancer style.
"Dawn! Wall!" Babs yelled seconds after the cheerleader hit the raised barrier bordering the pond in front of Harmon Hall. Several football players came skating or running to her rescue, helping her up and taking her to one of the many picnic tables surrounding the pond.
Babs shook her head in amazement. No matter how many times Dawn played this 'help me I've fallen in my skimpy slut-fit' game, the same guys came running to her rescue knowing she'd just drop them the second something-or someone-even more interesting came along.
Dawn sat on the table soaking in all the male attention she was getting. She was a ham-had to have every guy's attention-and everyone knew it. Of course the second she got their attention she ditched them. Three years of psychiatrist visits and 12 psychs hadn't helped her, if anything it just made her worse. She quit going to one because he told her she had 'deep sexual insecurities.' As If! Dawn was quite secure in her sexuality...it was commitment she had problems with. Flipping her iced blond black locks over her shoulder she scanned the makeshift rink. Her attention was caught when she heard her cheer being chanted on the farthest end of the pond.
*What aboutFlipping her hair back again in agitation Dawn moved to lean on the barrier, smiling as she listened to the guys behind her as they got more than a peek of her cheeks before circling around the barrier to enter the rink. As Dawn got closer she recognized the voices of several of the freshman cheerleaders in her squad.
Babs noticed Dawns unique silver, green, and black cheerleader outfit, or slutfit as she would tease Dawn about it saying she's a slut and it fits which Dawn would agree to.
Dawn coasted over to the group of freshman listening as the head girl proceed to take credit for several of Dawn's captains' cheers. Two of the other captains skated over at Dawn's shrilly whistle. Babs cringed when she caught a glimpse of Dawn's face when she heard Angie Merro stealing her spotlight and credit.
"Angie." Dawn skated up to the girl placing her between the freshman and the group of guys. "Come with us for a minute."
The other two captains followed close behind making sure Dawn had her privacy.
"Just what did you think you were doing Merro?" Dawn hissed once they were out of earshot.
"Jealous Wolf?"
"Only a loser would steal credit for another's creation Angie. Verbal plagiarism can lead to expulsion here." The other captain stated as both skated off.
"Don't let me catch you doing something like that again. You haven't been here long so I'll let you off easy this time." Dawn said turning around. She stopped before she actually left. "Then again maybe I won't." Angie didn't have time to think for Dawn spun around landing a blow across the girls temple knocking her out cold.
Dawn casually skated back to the others letting everyone wonder why Angie was sitting in the snow.
Babs skidded to a halt close to her friend. She hoped Dawn left enough of Angie to be identified.
"Hey." One of the guys who had been watching Angie's performance carefully walked over to Babs.
"Hey." Babs answered back taking in the fine aristocratic features and his enchanting green eyes before allowing her gaze to travel further downward.
"I'm J.C. my friend back there is Lance." He told her when she gave him a second, questioning look. "Lance goes to school here."
"Oh," was all Babs said still slightly distracted.
"We were just wanted to know who that cheerleader was, the one with the silver."
"Ah. That's Dawn Wolf. Captain of the cheerleading squad, 4.0 student, and all around campus slut." Babs replied letting the disgust enter her voice. 'Another fan of D's' she thought, 'why are the cute one always idiots?'
Part 2