That same day at lunch Willow said, "I'm thinking about trying out for cheerleading." They all gave her weird looks.
Trista said, "Oh no, it started with Missy, now it's you as well!"
"Relax, Trista," Amy said. "I'm sure Willow has a good reason to try out, right Willow?"
"Yes," Willow said, "I'm trying to get Tara's friends to like me so I can go out with her."
"But," Harmony said, "we are lycans, we dont need a prep's permission to go out with one of them, we take what we want."
"That's true," Trista said, "but what kind of lycans would we be if we didn't help a pack member?"
"Yea," Amy said, "I agree."
"Me too," Lone said. "So I say we all go to try-outs, who knows, Trista, maybe you'll sign up as well."
"Hell no," Trista said. "But as long as I don't have to actually try out I'll go."
The day of the try-outs everyone stood out of the girls room while Willow got her outfit on. Soon Willow came out.
"You look great," Lone said, practically drooling over her. They headed out to the football field where the try-outs were (duh).
"Well look what the lycanthroat dragged in," Hillary snickerd.
"It's lycanthrope," Trista said. "Say it right you stupid Laguna bitch."
When 'twas Willow's turn she did a cheer thing (I don't do a lot of cheers, do I sound like a prep to you?).
After try-outs Hillary said, "I never thought I'd say this, but Willow, you made the squad."
"Congrats," Tara said. "I knew you could do it."
"Thanks," Willow said, she blushed.
"Just goes to show lycans can do anything," Trista said.