As always:
Thanks to "Alpineskier" for editing.
Thanks to "Doc" for consulting.
All characters involved in sexual acts are at least 18 years of age. (So get your mind out of the gutter!)
Chapter 5: Betrayal
Jessica got out of her Escort and headed for class Monday morning. Jessica suddenly felt like the third wheel. Jason had the idea that when Chelsea didn't have cheerleading practice, they would ride together to school. Jessica offered to take the bus those days so the couple could be alone, but Jason wouldn't have any of that. He didn't want his new relationship to interfere with the brother sister bond they had.
Jason got out of the car and walked over to the passenger side and, as was customary, opened the door for Chelsea. She got out, but this time Jason didn't move to let her by. They were face to face.
"Baby, did you need a Monday morning kiss?" Chelsea leaned in and pressed her lips to his.
"Well, yeah, that too, but I want to ask you something." Jason gazed deeply into her eyes.
"You can ask me anything, but do it quickly or I'm going to push you back and christen this car."
Jason didn't flinch at the comment, having been used to her bluntness." Chelsea Pollack, will you attend the prom with me?"
Chelsea answered him with a lover's kiss. "I was hoping you would ask me. Since it is in only three weeks and we just started going out, I wasn't sure you'd want to. I would've been happy just hanging out, but, oh Baby, thank you!"
After the exuberant display Chelsea exhibited, Jason knew he made the right choice. He wasn't all that particular about attending the prom, but having Chelsea on his arm would make the evening tolerable.
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Chelsea arrived in the cafeteria and almost ran to Jason's table.
"Hey Beautiful, I got your pizza already." Jason stood, kissed her, and then pulled out her chair.
"Thanks Baby. After the weekend we had, spending the last three hours apart was excruciating." Chelsea sat down and took a drink of milk. "Hey Adam, hey Nick."
Adam got his dice out. "Are you playing with us again Chelsea?"
"I suppose." Chelsea, though not interested, played the fake person game, as she called it, everyday at lunch. She really just went through the motions. She did it because she knew she monopolized Jason's time outside of school and didn't want to drive a wedge between him and his friends, but she also didn't want to leave Jason's side the only half hour she had with him at school. The boys knew she didn't care; they were just happy one of the hottest girls in school was role-playing with them. Jason created her an easy character to play. All she had to do is say "attack" and roll the dice.
Nick's character began the assault on the foe at hand and rolled the dice. "Yes, I hit him. You're up Chelsea. Can you attack his flank?"
"Sure." Chelsea said half heartedly. Then a grin appeared. "On second thought, no."
The boys all looked questioningly at her before Adam spoke. "What would you like to do then?"
"My fake person is going to walk over to my man's guy, kneel down, and give him a blowjob." That should make his spells harder to cast, right? What do I have to roll for that?" Chelsea then looked up and saw Tiffany enter the cafeteria. "Excuse me boys, I have to take care of something."
Jason saw the direction Chelsea was headed and who was in her sights. "Excuse me as, well, this could get ugly." Jason was only three steps behind when Chelsea reached Tiffany.
"You Bitch! What if you killed me? You don't know what those pills are for." Chelsea scowled.
"You're still here. So don't get all upset with me, Whore." Tiffany stepped closer so she and Chelsea were now nose to nose.
"You don't even deny it. I thought we were friends?" Chelsea bumped into her.
"Friends don't throw away their friendship for some dork." Tiffany bumped her back.
"Do you have any idea what you put her through?" Jason got in between the two females and faced Tiffany. "She had a seizure and we were at the hospital all night Friday, thanks to you."
"Aw, did the poor cunt have the shakes? Serves her right for abandoning her friends." Tiffany snarled back.
"You Bitch!" Chelsea took a swing at Tiffany.
Jason caught her arm and glared into her eyes. "Beautiful, she's not worth it."
"But Baby, my mom almost broke us up because of her. I can't lose you. Not again. And you want me to just let it go?"
"Yes." Jason put his hands to her face and kissed Chelsea lightly. "Trust me, you are not going to get anywhere talking to her and if you punch her, Vice Principal Carpenter will suspend you and your mom will punish you. What if you were grounded for the week? What if she said we couldn't see each other for that week? Remember Friday night? What would be worse, not hitting her or not seeing me for the week?"
"Is there a problem here?" Vice Principal Carpenter came over to address the growing conflict.
"No problem Sir. Chelsea and I were just heading back to our table." Jason put his hands on Chelsea's shoulders and guided her away.
"You're right Baby. I would rather let it go than be separated from you."
Tiffany went to her normal table where Candice and Allison were waiting.
"Girls, I've got great news. She'll be off the team tomorrow and I've got an idea that will crush that slut's spirit for good." Tiffany looked up at Chelsea and the three boys surrounding her. "This is going to be so much fun."
Tuesday after school, Chelsea arrived at cheerleader practice. She started doing some basic calisthenics when Coach Paula Masterson came up to her.
"Chelsea, I have some unfortunate news. I have to let you go." Paula put her hand on the young girl's shoulder.
"What? What do you mean?" Chelsea asked, fearing the worst.
"I mean I cannot let you be a cheerleader anymore." Paula shook her head. "It was an honor to coach you and I'm sorry."
"But why? We only have one more tournament left?" Chelsea began to well up.
"It's come to my attention that you suffer from seizures and if you had an episode and got hurt while performing, the school would be liable." Paula looked the young girl in the eye. "I really am sorry Chelsea, but I need you to go get changed and return the cheerleader outfit."
Chelsea slowly headed back to the girl's locker room, crying and feeling dejected. Watching the scene, Tiffany pointed and laughed loud enough for Chelsea to hear her.
"What are you ladies standing around for? Back to work!" Paula shouted through her megaphone.
Chelsea arrived at Jason's house still devastated over what happened. Tiffany used her illness to get her kicked off the team. Jason immediately went to work trying to heal her heartache. He took her out to eat and steered all conversation away from Tiffany and cheerleading and towards something he knew would excite her, the prom.
Chelsea realized she didn't need cheerleading as long as she had Jason. It still hurt, but she was truly happy with him. Besides, the prom was coming and she was ecstatic at the thought of Jason in a tux, slow dancing with her. She could hardly wait.
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The next three weeks went by fairly quickly with all the preparations for Jason and Chelsea to head to the prom together. Chelsea bought a sparkling blue gown with spaghetti straps and Jason rented a black tux with matching blue cummerbund. They rented a limousine and reserved a hotel room for afterward. Everything was set for the couple's magical evening. The night before the event, Jason and Chelsea had just finished eating at the Pollack house with Janet.
"I told you Jason." Janet set down several dirty dishes. "I'll clean up. You're our guest."
"You cooked Ms. Pollack, it's only fair that I handle cleanup." Jason began filling the sink with warm water and dish detergent.
