All girls involved in this chapter are 18 years old and seniors at their high school.
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Months went by and Britney became quite accustomed to being Sarah's bitch. She never fully accepted it publicly, but on the inside, she was more than happy to be dominated by her brunette rival. She even lashed back out a few times, just to be defeated and spanked in several catfights. Sarah was the stronger woman and Britney was forced to accept it.
Because of Sarah, Britney maintained a cordial relationship with Courtney. She felt strongly that she could dominate the smaller cheerleader if she really wanted to. But for now, she just found it easier to be nice to Courtney, just as Sarah wished.
As Britney's attitude slowly changed, so did the season. It was no longer warm outside as the cold season arrived. And as volleyball season came to an end, soccer season also arrived. Luckily for Sarah, her two best friends, Elizabeth and Samantha, were also on the soccer team with her.
Although the cheerleaders usually did not attend soccer games, it was a requirement for them to be at the first home game of the season. Britney was not happy about it. She barely even enjoyed being at football games. She did not want to stand out in the cold just to watch Sarah and her friends play soccer.
"Why do we have to be out here!" Britney complained. "It's too cold for this!" The girls were wearing cheer jackets and leggings instead of their traditional skirts.
"Yeah, you're right!" said Mariah, always agreeing with Britney. "It's way too cold for us to be out here!"
"Oh, come on," Courtney chimed in. "I know it's cold, but this is what we signed up for."
"You're right," said Britney, reluctantly. "She didn't want to argue with Courtney, so she just agreed with her.
Just as the cheerleaders were trying to have school spirit, the other team suddenly scored a goal.
"Oh, come on!" Britney yelled. "Don't let them score!" She did not have much school spirit, but she still did not want to lose to another school.
The game continued and Samantha scored a goal, tying the game at one. Courtney cheered but Mariah and Britney did not. Mariah did not care for Samantha at all. Tension continued between them ever since Courtney's pool party.
The celebration was short lived as the opposition quickly scored a second goal. While most of the girls were disappointed, Britney continued to actively be upset.
"Our defense sucks!" the blonde cheerleader yelled, in frustration.
Elizabeth took exception to that comment. She heard it pretty clearly and wasn't too happy about it. Being tall and athletic, Elizabeth was a great defensive player. She was 5'10 and had long blonde hair. Her long legs helped her cover ground and get to the ball quickly. She felt that Britney had no right to talk about the defense when she was such a good player.
"Why don't you just stick to cheering," she yelled at Britney.
"Why don't you actually stop them from scoring," Britney shot back.
Elizabeth was angry at the bratty cheerleader. "You better shut up!" she yelled.
Mariah began to chime in. "You should concentrate on playing defense!"
Seeing Mariah jump in made Samantha angry. "Stick to cheering you sluts!"
"Why don't you say that to my face!" yelled Mariah.
Before the girls could go any further, Sarah grabbed Elizabeth and Samantha by their jerseys and pulled them away. "What are you two doing?!" she frantically asked.
"That little bitch pissed me off!" exclaimed Elizabeth.
"Who?" asked Sarah.
"Who do you think?! Brit!" said Elizabeth, angrily.
Then Samantha chimed in. "Yeah, and that little Mariah is being a bitch too," she said, pissed off.
"I know, I know!" responded Sarah. "But you're making a scene. We need to focus on the game right now or we're going to lose!"
"I'm going to get that little bitch someday," said Samantha.
"That's fine," said Sarah. "Get her someday. But not right now. You are our best player. We need you to focus!"
Samantha and Mariah continued to glare at each other. Tensions brewed for months between the two. Elizabeth also had a hard time focusing on the game. She was too busy thinking about how angry she was at Britney.
The intensity of the game continued. Sarah and Samantha came so close to scoring several times throughout the game. They desperately needed a goal to tie the game. Unfortunately, the visiting team capitalized on a counterattack and scored another goal, going up three goals to one.
As Sarah watched the ball go into the goal, she realized they no longer had a shot of winning. "Yep, we lost," she said to herself.
The goal was not entirely Elizabeth's fault. However, she could not help but feel responsible every time the other team scored. As the team's best defender, she took it really hard when things did not go her way. But as tough as she was on herself, Britney was even tougher.
"Nice job, loser!" yelled Brit. She was almost happy to see the other team score, just so she could ridicule Elizabeth.
Elizabeth was not having it. "I'm going to get that bitch soon," she muttered to herself. "Just wait until I catch you alone."
The game ended in a loss for the home team. The girls left the field, disappointed with the result. Elizabeth was furious though. She felt she really let the girls down in the game. She also felt that Britney had some responsibility for her bad performance.
Britney needed to grab her bag from the women's locker room. Unfortunately for her, Elizabeth found her walking alone. The tall soccer player followed Britney back into the women's locker room where she could confront her. As the blonde cheerleader opened her locker, Elizabeth stepped in and slammed it shut.
"What are you doing?!" Britney exclaimed.
"You made us lose the game," Elizabeth said, with an attitude.
"I didn't make you all lose the game," Britney responded. "You made them lose the game."
"No!" yelled Elizabeth. "You distracted me the whole game!"
"Don't try to blame me for your loss," said Britney. "How do you expect to improve without accepting responsibility?" she joked.
"You're really pissing me off!" said Elizabeth, as she clutched her fist.
"What are you going to do?" asked Britney, in a teasing voice. "Are you going to tell Sarah on me? You tattle tail!"
"No," Elizabeth said, with a smile. "I'll take care of you myself."
"Oh, please!" Britney said, with a laugh. "I'm not afraid of you!"
"Well you should be," said Elizabeth.
Britney tried to blow her off. "You're just lucky I promised Sarah that I would be nice to you."
