"Alright, everybody, great practice!"
Kim Possible stood there, soaking up all the glory, as the other girls swarmed around her like flies on stink. What the hell made HER so great?
This is what went through Bonnie Rockwaller's mind as she stared at the Mad Dogs Cheerleaders. Kim's fame had rocketed them into their own troupe, so that they could continue cheering in contests even after summer was over and they moved on to different colleges. Again, Bonnie was beyond pissed. So what if she could keep cheering with the rest of her sycophants? They had all pretty much left her to fawn over Kim, anyway. The only thing keeping Bonnie in the group was pride. She would not let herself show weakness by leaving when it was clear she'd never win.
But she had to win. Somehow, she HAD to win...
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