In an alternative United States, November 2032...
Jenny Waters had it all. Youth, beauty, brains, friends, and a starting quarterback for a boyfriend. Extraverted, clever and popular, she has been the pride of her hometown ever since Courtney, the big sister that she idolized, left town for a college nearly a decade prior. Today was her big night for a few different reasons. It was her senior night as the school's head cheerleader at Roxbury High School in suburban Illinois, and it was her eighteenth birthday. It was also the senior night of her boyfriend Brad, the school's star quarterback on the final home game of the year.
Brad had led the team to a respectable 7-2 record at this point in the season. It was the best season in years, and one more win would secure a spot in the playoffs. Roxbury High was a the flagship high school of the small but wealthy and conservative community of Roxbury. Known for success with hockey, lacrosse and baseball, Roxbury always struggled at football. Roxbury students were smart, studious and hard-working, but always lacked the raw strength and speed that students from rivaling high schools in more urban areas possessed.
One of the football team's saving graces was a newly formed exchange program, which allowed a few students from poorer surrounding urban area to be bussed in and learn at Roxbury High for better educational opportunities. One of these students was 19-year old Quinton Jones, the school's star linebacker and the only Black player on the entire Roxbury football team. Held back a few years and in his last year of high school eligibility, he was known for his brutal hits, relentless playing style, and unmatched physical talent. Quinton was the cornerstone of Roxbury's defense, just as Brad carried the offense.
Despite the thrilling show that the football team was putting on, many of the fans' eyes were locked on head cheerleader Jenny Waters. Like her sister, Jenny was a blonde knockout with flawless pale skin, rosy cheeks, bleach blonde hair, enchanting green eyes and a killer body. Her cheerleader skirt barely hid her perfectly toned long legs, her thick round ass or her slim waist. Her DDD breasts jiggled with her every movement, provoking thoughts of lust from all the boys in her school and jealous from each of the girls.
Roxbury was their biggest rivals, Hillsborough. Hillsborough was an equally wealthy conservative white town bordering Roxbury, and the two teams had a historic rivarly.
Roxbury held a 14-7 lead late in the first half of the game. Hillsborough had drove the ball deep into Roxbury territory. There was a crucial third down play to try to tie the game before half. When Hillsborough's quarterback dropped back to pass, Quinton ran in for a blitz. He easily bulldozed over a far smaller blocker on the opponent's offensive line, then lowered his shoulder and leveled a blocking back without losing any momentum. In a flash, he crashed into the passer as he was dropping back, brutally slamming him into the ground and causing him to lose the football. Another Roxbury player managed to jump on the fumble and turn the ball over, securing a Roxbury lead going into the second half. It was already Quinton's second sack and eighth tackle of the game. After getting up, Quinton refused to accept any congratulatory gestures from his teammates and simply walked to the sideline and sat on the bench, alone from all his white teammates.
"Fuck, I think Quinton just broke half of that guy's ribs!" whispered Tiffany, one of Jenny's fellow cheerleaders.
"Why was that lowkey kind of hot?" replied Madison, another cheerleader.
"This is what happens when you take a Black future D1 linebacker and make him play against a bunch of little white dudes" Tiffany quipped. "I think he's just blowing off steam. They just elected another racist Republican president a few weeks ago, I think tensions are a little high."
"He's been aggressive since way before the election. He gave my brother a lung contusion during practice a few weeks back, made him miss half the season!" Madison said.
"My boyfriend told me that Quinton broke his orbital bone at practice in preseason, but I'm pretty sure that Quinton just kicked his ass in a fight... I can't believe they let him keep playing after all that?" said another cheerleader.
"Well, he's the best. He can knock out all the scrubs he wants, he's the one getting all those hits out there. He's the one actually helping the team," Jenny finally chimed in.
"Easy for you to say," Madison replied. "You're dating the quarterback! You're not allowed to hit the quarterback!"
Jenny just smiled.
Soon thereafter it was halftime, and Jenny led her final ever halftime show with her squad. Soon after the cheerleader's performance, the band took over, and the cheerleaders were allowed to take a break until midway through the third quarter. The football team came back on the field, and Jenny dispersed into the crowd.