Kelly stood in front of the full length mirror in Amber's room and struggled into the cheerleader skirt. The skirt belonged to Kelly and was at least one size too small. She didn't know what she was thinking.
Kelly had been sitting in the living room with Amber talking about......well, nothing really. Amber's dad had gone upstairs to do something and she had watched him climb the stairs until he was out of sight. There was something about him she thought to herself.
Amber had been talking to her about something amazing she had discovered and wanted to show Kelly. Amber had handed Kelly something, she couldn't seem to remember what. Then everything got a little fuzzy. It seemed like a lot of time passed because what she could remember was Mrs. Harris standing over her next to Lance, smiling, and telling her to call her Angela.
But Kelly couldn't focus on Angela right now. Kelly felt a strong compulsion to put on her cheerleader uniform and perform a routine for the family. She told Amber that she really felt like she needed to do this. She wanted to make them happy.
Amber suggested that Kelly should just wear one of her uniforms and she would join her. Kelly remembered thinking that was the best idea she had ever heard and they had rushed upstairs at once, taking the stairs two at a time until they ran into Mr. Harris.
That was the other odd thing. She remembered passing Gary in the hallway. She could understand Lance being over; He and Amber were such an item. But Gary?!? No one seemed to like Gary.
She felt those thoughts fading from her mind as though Gary being there was perfectly natural. She worked the skirt up as far as it would go and stared at herself in the mirror.
The skirt sat low on her hips and the zipper on the side would not close completely. Her top stood out from her stomach, about three inches short of her waist, showing her flat stomach and belly button ring. The blouse was so tight across her chest from her d cups that she had trouble breathing. She smiled at her reflection and thought how perfect it looked. She started for the door.
As an afterthought, she stopped and reached under her skirt. She carefully removed her panties and laid them next to her bra on the bed. Another bra lay on the bed which puzzled Kelly. She shook it off. She had a show to put on! Grabbing Amber by the arm the pair raced downstairs.
When they reached the bottom of the stairs Kelly was surprised by what she saw. The center of the room had been cleared out, everything pushed up against the walls, to make room for Amber and Kelly. The furniture had been backed up to the walls as well in a semicircle as if to view things more effectively.
Mr. Harris was sitting on the sofa next to Lance. Gary was sitting on the other side, and Mrs. Harris was sitting on the arm of the sofa, leaning toward Gary, one arm around his neck, whispering something to him. It must have been some sort of a joke. Both of them smiled and watched Kelly. She tried to ignore it but couldn't shake her feeling that something was wrong.
"Okay ladies," Mr. Harris announced, "its show time!"
