<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/h2p7v.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>:  Elizabeth Goetz<br/><strong>Time</strong>:  Earlier in the current school year<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>:  Ms. Vivian Abasi<br/><br/>She was always amazed by how strong Vivian was, and how quick.  Before Vivian, Elizabeth had sometimes worried about her spotter, and that anxiety translated into awkward drops and dismounts.  They'd lost a few points in competitions because of it and their routines just looked a little off.  Since Vivian, the team had soared higher and higher in meets, and everyone talked about how good their stunts looked.  Elizabeth got the credit of course, since she was the one whom everyone watched, but it was Vivian who really deserved the credit.  That she didn't get it bugged Elizabeth.<br/><br/>The fish rolled away from Vivian, laughing and red-faced from being upside down but none the worse for wear.  Her boy shorts had pulled up and she quickly picked the wedgie out with one hand.  Some of the girls looked uncertain, but Mallory rallied them.  She and Vivian already had been watching her, seeing how Mallory was the natural leader of the freshmen, and were glad to see her taking charge.<br/><strong><br/>"It's two against ten,"</strong>she told the other cheerleaders.<strong>"Not even Queen Viv can take us all down.  Come on, let's do this!"</strong>She tossed pillows to other freshmen, took one herself, and launched the counter-counteroffensive.<br/><br/>The battle was epic.  If Mommy Goetz hadn't removed the furniture, some of it would be broken.  As it was one pillow had come open and feathers were everywhere, just like in the movies.  Vivian had half a dozen girls holding her down and sitting on her, while Elizabeth was held easily by just two.  Mallory stood above them both, posing like Vivian from a few minutes before and grinning from ear to ear.<br/><br/>In truth, Elizabeth was happy she'd lost.  It was well past time the freshmen came together as a team, not just a squad, and this standing up to the older girls was an amazing display.  They'd remember it and it would form the nucleus of their years of hanging tight against all the drama and attacks that came with being pretty and popular and oh so visible to everyone.  Their worst enemies would be the varsity squad, and they'd just proven they could stand up to them.<br/><strong><br/>"You're our prisoners now,"</strong>Mallory told the two seniors.<strong>"And we're going to put you in jail until you pay a forfeit.  Get the closet door,"</strong>she told Rebecca who was nursing a hurt elbow and wasn't involved in holding the two prisoners.  It took just a minute to toss everything out of the closet and shove the two seniors inside.  The door shut behind them, and moved as the freshmen leaned against it.<br/><br/>Elizabeth was laughing even as she spoke.<strong>"What do you think they're going to make us do?"</strong><br/><br/>