"Bitches..." Tracy mumbled as she was walking home.
The head cheerleader was in a really bad mood. As today, was the try outs day for the girls willing to become a cheerleader and join the squad. As the team captain, Tracy had of course been managing the whole thing with her usual, cruel pleasure: she told the nerds to leave without even doing a single exercise, she called a few other girls "fatties" and sent them away, and only kept the few ones left, as now, this little show probably reminded them of who was the boss.
The problem was: some of these girls were good. Like, really good. Tracy realized some of them were even girls she kicked out last year and now, tried again, but after training for a whole year, and after a nice boost from puberty. All of them were curvier than she was, and some of them even dared to dance better than her during the try outs.
When her own teammates clapped at the show, Tracy and her usual bitchy attitude exploded.
"Shut up!" Tracy had exclaimed "These girls are worthless!"
"But Tracy..." one of the cheerleaders had said "They're good. I mean, some even did things you never managed to do..."
"Yeah, like wearing a real bra!" whispered someone.
"Who said that?" Tracy asked angrily "Who spoke?"
But no one answered. Even the girls already in her team were siding up with the new girls? Shit... she felt terrible. As she hated not being the one fully dominating a situation. And right now, she was losing her grasp on her own team! She was furious, and almost unable to speak without screaming when her so-called "teammates" welcomed warmly the new girls in the squad, not even waiting for her approval.
"And the uniform looks so good on you!" said someone, speaking about a new girl with D cups when she tried the official shirt the first time.
"I know, right?" pouted the newcomer "I was made to be a cheerleader!"
"With these you could even be captain one day!"
Tracy was listening from a distance. The girls thought she was busy grumbling, but no. She was listening. And was worried about how, if things went on, she might soon be obeying to a a new captain, a girl stealing her place, and maybe even kicked of the team then because she'd never accept that...
She needed something to have her domination be totally undisputed. To have her superiority established, now and forever...
She needed a miracle.
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