don't judge a girl by her uniform.

don't judge a girl by her uniform.



we changed the sport one tackle at a time.

poppy smith and bianca hudson are the girls.
they've gone where no other girls have gone before.
they were captains of the cheerleading squad. they
were fierce, driven, and not to mention pretty. they
seemed to be complete opposites though. bianca,
the preppy fresh-faced neutragena commercial girl.
and poppy, the tough, intimidating grogeous girl.
and they decided that they were going to exchange
their pom poms for pads and helmets.


yes, i do realize this is like fired up. i don't care.

c h a p t e r 1

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Poppy asked. "Positive." Bianca said
firmly, and pumped the knob, opening the door. "Coach Curt." They addressed
the man in the red collared shirt in unison. "Yes girls, how may I help you?"
He said, glancing at his clip board and crossing things off as if thinking up
plays. "We have a proposition for you." Poppy leaned on the chair next to her.
That got his attention. "What kind of proposition?" He asked, intrigued. "Well."
Bianca started, "It's not your typical idea." She nodded towards the chair
and Curt sat down. "We're going to make this short and sweet." Poppy smiled.
Coach Curt raised his eyebrows and leaned back, interlacing his fingers, prompting
them to go on. "We're quitting the cheer squad." Bianca said. "To join the team."
Poppy finished. They sat back and crossed their legs. They knew if they did
everything in synch, it would seal the deal. Coach pondered it for a moment
and studied the girls. "You're not afraid of breaking a nail?" He asked mockingly.
"Worse things could happen." Bianca smiled. "Are you fast?" He asked. "You've
seen us in action. We run down the sidelines faster than your boys do." Poppy answered.
"Can you take a hit?" Curt asked, looking for the only possible way out of this.
Bianca leaned forward. "Can you handle falling off the top of the pyramid and
manage not breaking your neck?" Coach sighed and the girls knew they had
him. Both of their brothers had been prodigees. They had raw skill. "Football camp
is in 4 days. Are you ready?" He asked. "More than ever." Bianca and Poppy high-fived.
"The boys won't be so. . . accepting." He said slowly. "We can handle ourselves." Bianca
winked and Poppy stood up. "Thank you sir." They took turns shaking his hand and
left the office. "Next, Coach Sylvie's." Poppy frowned and they set off to their soon to
be ex-cheerleading coach's office.

c h a p t e r 2

"Thank God all of our sports bras for cheer were cute." Bianca said, folding her
clothes and setting them in her black duffel bag. "You act like we're going there
to snag guys." Poppy said, flipping through the latest Seventeen magazine.
"You act like we're not." Bianca snorted and zipped up her bag, flouncing to the
bathroom to pack up her toiletries. "Tampons or no?" She called. "I just finished."
Poppy said, turning another page. "So did I." Bianca mumbled, rifling through
her stuff and finally coming back with a packed bag. "iPod docking station." Poppy
reminded her and Bianca cursed under her breath and grabbed the dock, shoving
it into her tight bag. "How long did it take you to pack?" Bianca sighed. "Like 10
minutes." Poppy rolled her eyes. Bianca was scattered all across her room. Clothes,
magazines, shoes, and random papers. Poppy was cut and clean. She knew where
everything was at all times. "Well, let's go." Bianca said. Her long blonde hair was
tied in a braid that reached just below her bra hooks and she had only the bare
minimum of makeup on. She shouldered her bag and Poppy followed her downstairs,
where Poppy's matching black duffel lay on the floor. "Mom." Bianca called and
Mrs. Hudson traipsed in and grabbed the car keys and while barking into her
bluetooth. "Have fun!" She called when she dropped them off in front of the school
and sped off, still screaming into that tiny piece of plastic. Poppy ran her hand
through her dark brunette hair, making the waves fall over her shoulders. Poppy's
hair was almost as long as Bianca's and it fell over her shoulders across her breasts.
"Babies!" A guy called and dropped his bag, making a show of hugging both girls
at the same time. "Hey Tommy." They said into his chest. Tommy was one of their
really good friends. He ruffled Poppy's hair and she scowled. "Collin is looking
forward to seeing you two." Tommy winked. Collin was Tommy's "wing-man" and
always seemed kind of a shmuck. The girls decided to befriend him, not be in bed
with him. "Joy." Bianca said shortly and the bus pulled up. After tossing their bags
in the back, Bianca and Poppy filed to the back and sat together. They took off on
their 4 hour drive and soon, all of the boys knew of their presence. And Bianca and
Poppy let them know that whether the boys liked it or not, they were there to stay.
And win.

c h a p t e r 3

Poppy shook Bianca awake as the entire team was leaving the bus.
"Let's go." Bianca mumbled and stood up and stretched. "Come on
babies." Tommy called. "Carry me?" Bianca whined. "No, Bee. I've
already got all your bags." Tommy smiled, shouldering two extra
duffels. "Thanks Tommy." Poppy smiled and Bianca stumbled down
the steps and rubbed her eyes, sighing. "Bianca." Poppy said loudly.
"What?" Bianca raised her head and saw boys. Hundreds of them.
Sweaty, glorious, running, smiling boys. And half of them were staring
at the girls. "Haha." Poppy smirked, running a hand through her
hair. They followed their team towards their cabin. "Whoa whoa
whoa. One cabin?" Bianca asked. "Uh. Yeah." Coach Curt scratched
his head. "You see, they've never well um had girls here before.
Team bonding!" Curt looked away awkwardly and excused himself.
"One cabin." Poppy said. "One cabin." Bianca repeated. "This could
go two ways..." Poppy said, stepping foot into the cabin. "Bad. Or
good." Bianca finished, surveying the testosterone heaven. The only
unoccupied bunk beds were right by the door, and the girls
quickly claimed it. "Oh ho ho. This will be fun." Collin grinned and
the girls grimaced. "That was just the word I was thinking of." Bianca rolled her eyes.