Eat. Sleep. Cheer. Repeat. [Cheerleader Squad]

It took him a bit to actually show up to wear he thought they were supposed to meet. Some of the large school grounds still confused him and he had a tendency to now and again lose his bearings when traversing some of the areas he wasn't normally around involving his current classes and curriculum. He eventually found it trying to go through all the appropriate sign ups. He hadn't been part of any of the clubs before and had been to timid to join any clubs in middle school either. He had to only use part of their uniforms though. Just as like with his uniform the full outfit was just to stifling. He didn't have sweat glands and usually tried to keep cool by keeping his upper body uncovered usually only wearing pants if he could help it. In extreme heat he could often be reduced to panting as well but that was something for another time entirely. 

He wanted a way to get fit a bit more and have some fun maybe meet some nice people to help work out of his slump. So he eventually came out to see who was in charge his furry upper body shining with clean fur. His ears perked up curiously straight in the air making him almost look taller then he actually was. His lower body covered by UA colored pants. Themed for the school and coming over to settle where it seemed they were meant to for these introductions. He smiled and tried to hide his shy timid spirit that gnawed at him lightly. Gulping but pushing through anyway. Not wanting it to defeat him today! Today was gonna be different then normal!

When Farrah had seen a posting advertising the existence of a cheer-leading club on campus, she'd been ecstatic. Cheer-leading combined three of Farrah's favorite things into one neat package: getting to dress in a flashy way, getting to cheer others up, and perhaps most obviously, having an excuse to sing out rhyming lyrics at loud volumes in a school setting. Next to the sudden announcement of a free-form poetry club, this club's materialization had provided her the best possible opportunity to enjoy a club setting with individuals sharing her interests...

... Or so she hoped. Back in California, there had been cheerleaders, of course, only they hadn't exactly seen eye-to-eye with her unique style of cheering. Back at her old school, it had been a clique- one with Farrah on the outside looking in. After several gatherings with the impregnable cheer squad, she'd finally, at long last, been convinced that she might be able to spread more joy elsewhere, to put it nicely. At the time, Farrah had dismissed it as a misunderstanding that she was sure the team and herself would bounce back from; she had forgotten entirely that a new school might provide her the chance to pursue her dream anew.

It was for this reason that, when Rowan had offered students the chance to gather for a newly formed cheer-leading club, Farrah wanted to get in on the ground floor. One impassioned phone call and many rhyming verses later, she'd been informed that no tryouts were actually needed; it was more a "show up and you're on the team" affair. With music in her soul, begging to escape, Farrah had thrown on her new rainbow-colored scarf atop her school uniform and rushed out to join the group.

What she hadn't expected was how different this gathering would look from her old school's. When an ordinary American pictured a cheerleader, they probably had a certain image in mind: long legs, blond hair, probably female, and almost quintessentially, human. Farrah chastised herself for being so closed-minded as to entertain that notion, for here in this gathering, they so far had two humanoid ladies (one of them Chise, who she recognized from homeroom), one lady that looked excitingly like an alien, and a rabbit boy, who she'd had the chance to meet earlier (and was pretty sure wasn't a girl). "Intergender! Intermutation! I do declare! A more exciting squad than this won't be found anywhere!" she announced at the very moment of her arrival, throwing her arms toward the sky in a gesture of enthusiasm. In a black cap, black shades, school uniform, and a vibrantly quirky rainbow-colored scarf, long enough to wrap her neck and reach all the way to her waist, she was just as much a character as the others she was applauding.

"I heard the summons, and here I am! To join the team I hope to call 'fam'," she continued her introduction, pressing two fingers to the bridge of her glasses as she tilted her head all the way back, raising one leg to an angle with the toe pointed towards the ground, as though preparing to leap in a ballerina's step. "We'll raise everyone's spirits and look hot while we do it! And practice until there's nothin' much to it!" she further resolved, then actually executed the leap, landing nearby the front and turning to face as many as she could, as though she intended to usurp Rowan's position as captain. "Farrah di Prima, pleased to meet you! Though I spot familiar faces; specifically, you two," she chuckled, smiling wide and using each pointing finger to single out a member of Support Studies that she recognized.

At this point, she took note of the gym uniform that Chise and Jisa wore (well, the latter was only wearing half of his). Raising one eyebrow, she looked back down at her own attire... not exactly befitting cheer practice. An awkward smile spread across her face. She then spared another look to Rowan and her surprisingly showy cheer uniform. An even more awkward, slightly pervy smile spread across her face, before she shook it off. "Well friends, I must confess! I didn't come in appropriate dress. If we're planning to do a pyramid then I'll be the bottom and ya'll be the lid," she suggested, holding out the hem of her skirt to make clear why she recommended such a formation.

((WC 733))

"Aish! Not again!" The short Korean yelled as she faced another dead end, a defeated huff leaving her lips as the grip on her tupperware container tightened. U.A. had not shown Hye-Rin any shred of remorse, becoming more confusing as each day passed. If she hadn't already memorized the path to her homeroom door, she would have surely been kicked out of the school by now for attendance.

Turning around on her heels with a slump in her step like a wilted flower, the girl continued her search. Not just anything would bring out such a determined Hye-Rin on a school night, no less. But the mention of a cheerleading squad assembling did more than just excite her. Held in her flowered hands was a container filled with gimbap- delightful rolls of seaweed, rice, vegetables, and beef- sealed tightly in plastic wrap. First impressions were important, of course, and she had slaved away in the kitchen that morning preparing the snacks for the group's meeting. With her father's help, of course!

Hye-Rin sighed, balancing the container into one hand to reach for her cell phone, the buds that had grown on the back of her hand rubbing against the inner fabric of her jacket as she did so. Though it proved difficult to type with only one free hand, she did her best to post a quick message in the chatroom to see if anyone could come to her aid,"How...do...I...get-" She spoke the text aloud as she typed, still continuing to walk while she did so. Eyebrows furrowing faintly and words trailing off, the brown-haired rounded a couple corners while wandering as her eyes remained focused on her screen,"...Should I add semi-colons...?" Deciding quickly, Hye-Rin signed the message with what she thought looked like crying eyes and returned her phone to her jacket pocket.

It wasn't until she looked up and nearly dropped her precious gimbap in shock that she realized her aimless walking had led straight to the gym! Gasping melodramatically and smiling from ear to ear, Hye-Rin hurried to the door and pushed it open with a loud,"Good evening! I brought snacks!" Though she was quite small for her age, the Korean's voice more than made up for what she lacked in the height department. As she looked around at the crew that had amassed- more than half of them being in her class- Hye-rin couldn't help but blush at the turn-out! Not only that, but small rose buds began popping out of the skin on her cheeks, a shade just as red as her face,"Wow... I'm glad I made enough for everyone!" She'd giggle, walking closer to the group. They all looked welcoming enough, but the introduction for herself had gone over her head as she lifted the lid to unveil the rolls of gimbap she'd made for her new team, holding out the container for everyone to help themselves. While they would hopefully take their share, Hye-Rin would quickly post another message in the chatroom to alert whoever read that she had, indeed, found the gym.

There would be seven rolls waiting for them, one for each member including herself. However, if another soul came late, Hye-Rin would give them the snack without hesitation. It was the kind of person she was, afterall!

Melody walked in last, she had heard about the formation of a cheer leading squad, and well...it was the closest thing they had to a dance squad so she figured why not. She came with a small string bag attached to her back to hide her tattoo mark. She also was wearing a sport's bra and gym shorts. She walked into the facility and looked around observing each of the girls that were there. Melody really had no clue what to do, most of the students she talked too were guys and she had almost no experience talking to girls her age cause of her...past school. In fact she had a hard time talking to girls her age because they were the bullies of her old school, they harassed her for having a quirk and even isolated her from certain groups because they only saw her as a spoiled brat which was a label falsely assigned to her.

She moved in slowly, left, right, left, her bag bouncing up and down. She had a bottle of water in there since it was important for her to stay hydrated. Her anxiety began to bubble up inside her like a pot of water, she felt extremely uncomfortable and unaware of what she was suppose to be doing. Would these girls be different than those people? I mean after all some of them had EXTREMELY different mutations, some of which you could call alien or even...just not human. she wasn't judging them, it was more like a child's curiosity of seeing something for the first time and asking "what is that?" and the parent not really having an answer, she didn't want to ask them about it cause it's most likely rude especially when they most likely hear it a hundred thousand times per day if they ever stepped off of school grounds..hell they probably faced even more discrimination than her, but yet here she is stunned by fear.

He smiled quickly at Chise's warm welcome, The girl had a way of making him feel comfortable in this school with what reactions they'd had thus far. He was glad to find how kind the majority of people seemed to be in these halls. It made things and his adjustments that much more easier of late as well. He sniffed the air too smelling the one who brought snacks before she actually made her way into the room. He remained a little quiet though to himself giving warm greetings but keeping silent and listening the majority of the time to what was happening around him. 

He had a note book with him to take down any notes that seemed of important as well. This was his first real club and he didn't want to mess up the chance or do something goofy like he often did to ruin it. For the most part he remained starry eyed listening in to everyone as they approached and then Rowan explaining things. He would have sat up close to the front and been watching her with large light eyes and ears that seemed to perk the more she spoke. A small little open mouthed grin on his face as he'd scribble down anything of note he thought of what she or the others would say in suggestions. While he may not have added much himself at the moment he seemed to be entirely truly pleased just to be included if not enamored in the moment.