Formerly Fabulous: the Fall of Madison Blake

Chapter 1 - Little Miss Perfect

Madison was the girl everyone at Eastwood High wanted to be. She had a figure like a goddess. Toned and sculpted, she stood at a lean 140 lbs on her 5'4" frame. The brunette bombshell oozed confidence and knew she was the center of attention. Whether she was leading her cheerleading squad or partying with her friends, she was always the queen bee. And when the time came for her to return to school to face her senior year, Madison was actually excited unlike most of her peers. While a little nervous, she looked forward to sporting a new cheerleading costume that she had secretly altered. Not only had she added glitter to her top, she also shortened her skirt so much that it essentially became a mini-skirt. When she bent over, everyone was guaranteed to get an eyeful of her perfect ass, and she loved it.

During September, the first month back, Madison couldn't resist showing off her new look. She performed her daring cheerleading routines with even more vigor, making sure to emphasise her curves every time she twisted and twirled her body in the air. She knew she'd catch the attention of every guy, but she truly banking on attention from one in particular, Max. He was the boyfriend of one of her teammates. One day after school, Madison cornered him by his car, flaunting her curvaceous body. "Hey Max," she cooed, her voice dripping with flirtation, "who are you waiting for?" She said, faining innocence. The poor guy almost lost his breath as Madison's assets bounced and swayed in her tight clothes. "You know, I'm just chilling here waiting for Kelsey," Max managed to say, his eyes fixated on the alluring beauty standing before him. He was caught off guard, but Madison didn't care. She slipped him her number with a playful wink, "call me if you ever want an upgrade... just saying," she purred, her hips swaying hypnotically as she walked away.

Max was both stunned and intrigued by Madison's audacity. As he watched her strut away, he knew he had to tell Kelsey the truth. "Babe, you wouldn't believe what she just did," Max said, shaking his head in disbelief. Kelsey didn't seem surprised at all. "Yeah, I saw that," she replied, her voice dripping with anger. "What did that bitch say to you... and what's that in your hand?" Max hesitated, feeling caught between his loyalty to Kelsey and his attraction to Madison. "Well, she basically handed me her number," he chuckled, trying to downplay the situation. But Kelsey wasn't amused. "Don't worry, babe, it's going straight in the trash," he promised, hoping to ease Kelsey's worries. As they drove home, Kelsey couldn't shake off the feeling of anger and betrayal. She kept replaying the scene in her mind, how Madison had so casually flirted with her boyfriend right in front of her. A midst the bubbling emotions, Kelsey wanted revenge.

The next day, during cheerleading practice, Kelsey got her chance. Joining forces with a few other disgruntled teammates, most of whom where just jealous of Madison, she hatched a plan. They were going to sabotage Madison's routine and make her pay for her arrogance. And so, they waited for the opportunity to set their trap. "Ok girls, we've got a lot to get through in only 40 minutes today so we're gonna stretch light and go hard!" Madison ordered. Wearing her well known micro-skirt costume, she adjusted some of the tighter fitting parts while getting everyone settled. "As I said we don't have a lot of time, so we're gonna prioritise some of the harder stuff... ok, who wants to help demo this?" Madison asked as Kelsey, Abbie, Sam, and Julia kindly, or not so kindly, volunteered. Backing up onto the padded mat, she explained how it was crucial all of her flyers were comfortable doing a basket toss. The five girls then got themselves into position, showing off some other moves before building up to the stunt. After Madison launched into the air, they pretended to catch her, but at the last moment they deliberately let her slip through their purposefully weak grips. Unsure of where she was planting her foot, Madison's ankle produced a loud snap that echoed throughout the gym as she crumpled to the ground in pain.

The rest of the girls gasped in horror, but Kelsey couldn't help but smile. She had gotten her revenge, and it felt sweet as she watched her nemesis limp away with the school nurse, her face twisted in pain and humiliation. The nurse arranged for Madison to go to the hospital with her mom, where she was diagnosed with a grade 2 ankle sprain. Fitted with an ankle boot and crutches, she was told she would need these for at least 4 weeks, possibly up to 6, with no return to cheerleading until at least 10 weeks. The tearful girl was then taken home by her mom, who insisted she spend at least one week resting at home.