Veronica fights the urge to tug the hemline of the too-short skirt, and crosses her arms to try and cover her bare midriff. If somebody told her two months ago that she would be wearing a Neptune High cheerleading outfit, her hair high in a ponytail, she would have laughed in their face. And then punched them. Not necessarily in that order.

As Veronica and Lilly walk towards the field, she surveys the group of girls in matching green and yellow outfits. At her old school, she went out of her way to avoid these types of girls. And now, she had to be this type of girl.