It was the day of the track race, and Belle was nervous. She had woken up with butterflies, mainly for Merida and the other members of the team who’d be taking on the guys from Dreamworks High.
“You’re nervous?” Merida laughed when she heard. “Think how I feel!”
She and the others had eaten an enormous breakfast to keep their strength up, but the stress of nerves was showing on them all, even those who weren’t partaking in the race. Belle, for one, was glad that Adam wasn’t taking part when she saw the cut of the Dreamworks High team.
They were led by Sinbad Sailor; an athletic man who looked older than he was. He had scruffy dark brown hair and a bad-boy expression on his face; and what Meg might call “rippling pectorals.” His best friend Proteus King, on the other hand, was wiry and lithe, but he looked like one of those people you wouldn’t want to mess with, and, as Lottie whispered to Belle, he was incredibly fast. Tulio Gold and Miguel Sword were both incredibly talented acrobats and tough, more so than they appeared on the outside. Only Joseph Dream stood out as one who didn’t look like he could hold his own at all, but it was plain for anyone to see that he was either doing drugs now or had done them in the past. In short, they were a team you didn’t want to meet in a dark alley late at night, and Belle quietly gripped Adam’s hand as they took their seats in the bleachers to watch the Disney High team meet the Dreamworks High team on the field.
“Ok, guys, this is it,” Flynn muttered, trying to encourage them as they got ready to meet their foes. “Go team Disney High!”
The Dreamworks High team, dressed in their red and blue vests and shorts, swaggered up to them. Dressed in their plain light blue uniforms, the Disney High team suddenly felt comparably smaller in their sneakers.
“Good to see you losers again,” smirked Sinbad, arms folded.
“That’s debatable,” Merida replied, bristling. “The race hasn’t begun yet.”
“Who’s this?” grunted Kale. “We’re running against a girl now?”
“One of our boys got badly injured and we had to find a replacement; you got a problem with that?” Hercules asked, stepping up to him.
“Not at all,” Kale smirked. “You might as well hand us the trophy now.”
“Hey, I can run rings around you sexist pigs any day!” Merida snapped, marching forwards, but John seized her around the waist and dragged her back.
“Don’t encourage them,” he hissed. “They wouldn’t be afraid to hit a girl.”
In the stands, Belle turned to Adam. “I hope they’re ok against Dreamworks. They look a tough lot.”
Adam nodded. “I hope Joseph Dream’s not been pumping steroids secretly, otherwise we’re doomed.”
“Well, I’ve been working on a little cheer to encourage out team to victory,” Lottie grinned. She was dressed in a knee-length pink dress that buttoned down the front and holding two pink and silver sparkly pompoms on her lap. “I got Aurora, Rapunzel, Ariel and Snow involved in it too; I didn’t think cheerleading would really be Meg or Audrey or Jasmine’s thing, or yours, Belle.”
Belle smiled. “I’d get too nervous.”
“Looks like they’re ready to start,” Adam pointed out as Mr Phil and Mr Cortes of Dreamworks High stepped onto the pitch to coach their teams one last time before the race.
Lottie grinned. “Come on, girls, we’ll be up in a minute!”
“Now, remember,” Mr Phil told the Disney High team. “You’ve been training really hard and there’s no way you can lose. But if by some fluke you do, no one’ll hold it against you. You’re tough, strong, and fast, so just do the best you can, clear?”
“Don’t worry, Mr Phil,” Aladdin grinned. “We won’t let you down.”
The Dreamworks High cheerleading squad came up onto the pitch. They consisted of their captain, Chel Dorado, who was also Tulio’s girlfriend, Marina Shore, Tzipporah Middian, Susan Murphy and Miriam Nile.
“Jeez!” muttered Jasmine on Adam’s other side, “They look tougher than the boys!”
“Fall in line!” Chel commanded, bringing her squad to a halt. Then, they began to sing.
“Dreamworks High; we’re at the top!
We never fall; we never stop!
We’ve bite!
We’re fast!
We’re strong!
We’re tough!
Scream in pain when you’ve had enough!
Go Dreamworks!
Go-o-o-o Dreamworks!
We rock!”
All this was accompanied by an athletic dance involving flips and kicks and eventually a pyramid and party poppers. Belle felt her jaw drop. “How’s Lottie going to compete with that?”
Lottie and the others made their way onto the track. Lottie winked up at Belle, and then they began their dance. It was, by comparison to the Dreamworks cheerleaders, rather slow.
“You don’t know what you’re in for
You’re tough but we’re better by far
You’ve had enough but we give more
Each one of us a superstar...”
Then, to everyone’s amazement, the music speed up. Lottie whipped off her dress revealing little pink knee length leggings and a pink halter-neck top beneath and began to dance vigorously. The other girls did the same.
“D is for Don’t sell us short!
I is for It’s not over yet!
S is for So you think you’re tough?
N’s for No way, coz we’re the best!
E is for Everyone’s united!
Y is for You’d better run!
H is for Hot stuff are we!
I is for I’m not yet done!
G is for Get ready, y’all!
H is for Hear our cry!
You act tough but you’ll never beat
A crack team straight from Disney High!
Go....Disney!”
And this was topped off by two large confetti cannons that exploded at the end of their dance.
Belle felt her jaw drop as everyone exploded into rapturous applause. “Like that, is the answer to your question,” Adam muttered to her, as she finally managed an astonished laugh.
“Teams to your places!”commanded Mr Ratcliffe, who was overseeing the race.
The teams took their positions. Merida would be the last to run once Hercules handed her the baton, and she was up against Joseph. Flynn and Tulio were the first to run for their teams.
The race began. Tulio and Flynn were easily matched, but then it was Proteus whom Tulio handed the baton too and he was faster than Aladdin. But when he was able to hand the baton to John, he matched Moses well. John handed it to Hercules, who raced hard against Miguel and the second he placed the baton in Merida’s hand, she was off like a shot from a gun. But Joseph soon caught up to her. They were neck and neck, and then Joseph tripped at the last minute. He stumbled, didn’t fall, but it was enough of a distraction to slow his pace ever so slightly and Merida hurried onwards, bringing the baton home as she threw herself across the finish line.
Screams of celebration echoed around the stadium as the students of Disney High leapt to their feet and hurtled towards their team. Flynn seized Merida in a hug that lifted her off the ground, and then he and Hercules picked her up on their shoulders and began to cheer. “Mer-i-da! Mer-i-da!”
Merida, exhausted, giggled. “I don’t believe it!” crowed Mr Phil, hopping up and down and clapping his hands. “We finally did it!”
“Wahoo!” Lottie cheered, taking up the chant again.
“Dreamworks, Dreamworks, hear our cry!
You got beat by Disney High!
Go...Disney!”
“That’s it!” Aladdin exclaimed. “We need Merida on our team! Officially!”
“Gee, thanks!” laughed Adam.
“We wo-on!” Rapunzel cried, flinging her arms around Belle for a hug, and then throwing herself at Flynn and kissing him full on the lips.
A great admiring cry of “Whoooo!” came up from the other Disney High students.
“Oh, shut up,” grinned Flynn.
Mr Ratcliffe stepped onto the pitch. “Well done, team. Mr Phil, you’ve certainly trained them well!”
And he handed the cup to Mr Phil, who promptly fainted upon receiving it and had to be revived by Dr Sweet.
“We are the champions!” Lottie cheered.
“I think your cheer did it,” laughed John.
“We need to celebrate,” Hercules said.
“How about a non-homework week?” grinned Aladdin at Mr Ratcliffe.
Mr Ratcliffe smiled, and patted him on the shoulder. “Nice try, Mr Street.”
“Ah, well,” sighed Aladdin, slinging his arm around Jasmine. “It was worth a shot.”
“But we need to party or something,” Lottie grinned, eagerly.
Mr Ratcliffe nodded. “Very well, you can have your own celebration party in the great hall tonight; but I’m limiting your alcohol coupons to two each, and no more; I don’t want t anyone throwing up in any part of the school, we have a reputation to consider. And no wild incidents like breaking chandeliers, or tearing up the grounds or anything,” he added, glancing at Flynn, who flushed. “That was just the one time, sir!”
“And no one is to be in the hall after midnight,” Mr Ratcliffe added. “Whilst I like to be lenient with my students, I do have to set ground rules, and I want you all back in your dorms by midnight.”
“Understood, Mr Ratcliffe,” Meg replied.
Belle leaned against Adam happily, watching the Dreamworks team slink away in defeat. “I’ve never been prouder to be a Disney High student.”
“Me neither,” he replied, hugging her.
None of this mattered to Merida, however. Now that they had won the race, and she had been set back on her feet, she wriggled out of the mass of her friends and hurried up to Linguini, who was loitering a few feet away, looking nervous.
“You did great,” he told her.
Merida grinned at him. “I did, didn’t I?”
And then she seized hold of him and kissed him in front of everyone, not caring that the teachers were watching her as well as her friends.
“You’re nervous?” Merida laughed when she heard. “Think how I feel!”
She and the others had eaten an enormous breakfast to keep their strength up, but the stress of nerves was showing on them all, even those who weren’t partaking in the race. Belle, for one, was glad that Adam wasn’t taking part when she saw the cut of the Dreamworks High team.
They were led by Sinbad Sailor; an athletic man who looked older than he was. He had scruffy dark brown hair and a bad-boy expression on his face; and what Meg might call “rippling pectorals.” His best friend Proteus King, on the other hand, was wiry and lithe, but he looked like one of those people you wouldn’t want to mess with, and, as Lottie whispered to Belle, he was incredibly fast. Tulio Gold and Miguel Sword were both incredibly talented acrobats and tough, more so than they appeared on the outside. Only Joseph Dream stood out as one who didn’t look like he could hold his own at all, but it was plain for anyone to see that he was either doing drugs now or had done them in the past. In short, they were a team you didn’t want to meet in a dark alley late at night, and Belle quietly gripped Adam’s hand as they took their seats in the bleachers to watch the Disney High team meet the Dreamworks High team on the field.
“Ok, guys, this is it,” Flynn muttered, trying to encourage them as they got ready to meet their foes. “Go team Disney High!”
The Dreamworks High team, dressed in their red and blue vests and shorts, swaggered up to them. Dressed in their plain light blue uniforms, the Disney High team suddenly felt comparably smaller in their sneakers.
“Good to see you losers again,” smirked Sinbad, arms folded.
“That’s debatable,” Merida replied, bristling. “The race hasn’t begun yet.”
“Who’s this?” grunted Kale. “We’re running against a girl now?”
“One of our boys got badly injured and we had to find a replacement; you got a problem with that?” Hercules asked, stepping up to him.
“Not at all,” Kale smirked. “You might as well hand us the trophy now.”
“Hey, I can run rings around you sexist pigs any day!” Merida snapped, marching forwards, but John seized her around the waist and dragged her back.
“Don’t encourage them,” he hissed. “They wouldn’t be afraid to hit a girl.”
In the stands, Belle turned to Adam. “I hope they’re ok against Dreamworks. They look a tough lot.”
Adam nodded. “I hope Joseph Dream’s not been pumping steroids secretly, otherwise we’re doomed.”
“Well, I’ve been working on a little cheer to encourage out team to victory,” Lottie grinned. She was dressed in a knee-length pink dress that buttoned down the front and holding two pink and silver sparkly pompoms on her lap. “I got Aurora, Rapunzel, Ariel and Snow involved in it too; I didn’t think cheerleading would really be Meg or Audrey or Jasmine’s thing, or yours, Belle.”
Belle smiled. “I’d get too nervous.”
“Looks like they’re ready to start,” Adam pointed out as Mr Phil and Mr Cortes of Dreamworks High stepped onto the pitch to coach their teams one last time before the race.
Lottie grinned. “Come on, girls, we’ll be up in a minute!”
“Now, remember,” Mr Phil told the Disney High team. “You’ve been training really hard and there’s no way you can lose. But if by some fluke you do, no one’ll hold it against you. You’re tough, strong, and fast, so just do the best you can, clear?”
“Don’t worry, Mr Phil,” Aladdin grinned. “We won’t let you down.”
The Dreamworks High cheerleading squad came up onto the pitch. They consisted of their captain, Chel Dorado, who was also Tulio’s girlfriend, Marina Shore, Tzipporah Middian, Susan Murphy and Miriam Nile.
“Jeez!” muttered Jasmine on Adam’s other side, “They look tougher than the boys!”
“Fall in line!” Chel commanded, bringing her squad to a halt. Then, they began to sing.
“Dreamworks High; we’re at the top!
We never fall; we never stop!
We’ve bite!
We’re fast!
We’re strong!
We’re tough!
Scream in pain when you’ve had enough!
Go Dreamworks!
Go-o-o-o Dreamworks!
We rock!”
All this was accompanied by an athletic dance involving flips and kicks and eventually a pyramid and party poppers. Belle felt her jaw drop. “How’s Lottie going to compete with that?”
Lottie and the others made their way onto the track. Lottie winked up at Belle, and then they began their dance. It was, by comparison to the Dreamworks cheerleaders, rather slow.
“You don’t know what you’re in for
You’re tough but we’re better by far
You’ve had enough but we give more
Each one of us a superstar...”
Then, to everyone’s amazement, the music speed up. Lottie whipped off her dress revealing little pink knee length leggings and a pink halter-neck top beneath and began to dance vigorously. The other girls did the same.
“D is for Don’t sell us short!
I is for It’s not over yet!
S is for So you think you’re tough?
N’s for No way, coz we’re the best!
E is for Everyone’s united!
Y is for You’d better run!
H is for Hot stuff are we!
I is for I’m not yet done!
G is for Get ready, y’all!
H is for Hear our cry!
You act tough but you’ll never beat
A crack team straight from Disney High!
Go....Disney!”
And this was topped off by two large confetti cannons that exploded at the end of their dance.
Belle felt her jaw drop as everyone exploded into rapturous applause. “Like that, is the answer to your question,” Adam muttered to her, as she finally managed an astonished laugh.
“Teams to your places!”commanded Mr Ratcliffe, who was overseeing the race.
The teams took their positions. Merida would be the last to run once Hercules handed her the baton, and she was up against Joseph. Flynn and Tulio were the first to run for their teams.
The race began. Tulio and Flynn were easily matched, but then it was Proteus whom Tulio handed the baton too and he was faster than Aladdin. But when he was able to hand the baton to John, he matched Moses well. John handed it to Hercules, who raced hard against Miguel and the second he placed the baton in Merida’s hand, she was off like a shot from a gun. But Joseph soon caught up to her. They were neck and neck, and then Joseph tripped at the last minute. He stumbled, didn’t fall, but it was enough of a distraction to slow his pace ever so slightly and Merida hurried onwards, bringing the baton home as she threw herself across the finish line.
Screams of celebration echoed around the stadium as the students of Disney High leapt to their feet and hurtled towards their team. Flynn seized Merida in a hug that lifted her off the ground, and then he and Hercules picked her up on their shoulders and began to cheer. “Mer-i-da! Mer-i-da!”
Merida, exhausted, giggled. “I don’t believe it!” crowed Mr Phil, hopping up and down and clapping his hands. “We finally did it!”
“Wahoo!” Lottie cheered, taking up the chant again.
“Dreamworks, Dreamworks, hear our cry!
You got beat by Disney High!
Go...Disney!”
“That’s it!” Aladdin exclaimed. “We need Merida on our team! Officially!”
“Gee, thanks!” laughed Adam.
“We wo-on!” Rapunzel cried, flinging her arms around Belle for a hug, and then throwing herself at Flynn and kissing him full on the lips.
A great admiring cry of “Whoooo!” came up from the other Disney High students.
“Oh, shut up,” grinned Flynn.
Mr Ratcliffe stepped onto the pitch. “Well done, team. Mr Phil, you’ve certainly trained them well!”
And he handed the cup to Mr Phil, who promptly fainted upon receiving it and had to be revived by Dr Sweet.
“We are the champions!” Lottie cheered.
“I think your cheer did it,” laughed John.
“We need to celebrate,” Hercules said.
“How about a non-homework week?” grinned Aladdin at Mr Ratcliffe.
Mr Ratcliffe smiled, and patted him on the shoulder. “Nice try, Mr Street.”
“Ah, well,” sighed Aladdin, slinging his arm around Jasmine. “It was worth a shot.”
“But we need to party or something,” Lottie grinned, eagerly.
Mr Ratcliffe nodded. “Very well, you can have your own celebration party in the great hall tonight; but I’m limiting your alcohol coupons to two each, and no more; I don’t want t anyone throwing up in any part of the school, we have a reputation to consider. And no wild incidents like breaking chandeliers, or tearing up the grounds or anything,” he added, glancing at Flynn, who flushed. “That was just the one time, sir!”
“And no one is to be in the hall after midnight,” Mr Ratcliffe added. “Whilst I like to be lenient with my students, I do have to set ground rules, and I want you all back in your dorms by midnight.”
“Understood, Mr Ratcliffe,” Meg replied.
Belle leaned against Adam happily, watching the Dreamworks team slink away in defeat. “I’ve never been prouder to be a Disney High student.”
“Me neither,” he replied, hugging her.
None of this mattered to Merida, however. Now that they had won the race, and she had been set back on her feet, she wriggled out of the mass of her friends and hurried up to Linguini, who was loitering a few feet away, looking nervous.
“You did great,” he told her.
Merida grinned at him. “I did, didn’t I?”
And then she seized hold of him and kissed him in front of everyone, not caring that the teachers were watching her as well as her friends.
(Still Balto's p.o.v)
After talking with her mother Kayley went to collect the eggs, she asked me " how I'm going to do great things, if I'm stuck here." I didn't know how to answer that so I went back into the house, as soon as that happened windows exploded and a arrow hit the table. The door fell, my fur went up I sensed danger and evil. The figure said "knock knock." I knew that voice too well the man walked in. Juliana asked "who are you?" The figure took off the mask and I answered for her "Ruber" I snarled then shook myself, the wolf side was kicking in cause of him. He looked at me and said "so your Balto." I nodded, and started to growl even more than before. When he reached the tapestry I attacked, first big mistake. Ruber grabbed my neck making me wince in pain as soon as that happened Kayley came in and he tossed me over to her and both of us hit the ground.
(First part is from Belle's point of view)
I never thought I would meet Balto, but hey I knew about my little cousin Rosie and her dog Jenna, Rosie is the sweetest little girl I ever knew. And Balto was the most kindest dog I ever met, I also knew he was an outcast because he was part wolf. That reminds me of me because I sorta feel like an outcast a little bit just because I read any time I get, but when I looked into his eyes, I felt something between us and it felt special, a bond maybe. I was never sure with Balto nor was I with Steele.