A Trip Abroad (Authority Figures)

It's been about three months since the shenanigans that took place in that gymnasium. I didn't know exactly what happened to Jenn after we'd left her to her own devices, but after that humiliating disaster, she's stopped trying to mess with Chloe. Perhaps she realized that my girlfriend held more capacity for vengeance than she previously expected. All in all, things settled down rather quickly after the fire trucks arrived. Now and again, a blurry picture of a naked cheerleader will surface here and there on the internet, but neither Chloe nor I cared much.

Today, the entire cheerleading team is traveling across the country for the conference championships. Apparently, the administration doesn't mind if partners come along, as long as they foot their own bill. With my classes wrapping up and my girlfriend eager to sightsee with me in a whole new state, I saw no reason not to come along for the ride.

At the airport, I saw a flurry of familiar faces, and got to know a few other members of the team better. Evidently, the fiasco from three months ago didn't do too much to harm team unity, based on the way everyone is laughing and joking around. Even Jenn and her lackey (who I learned is named Alannah) are behaving themselves, much to my surprise. I'm still a bit leery of them trying something, but my girlfriend is confident she can match wits for wits when it comes down to it, so I figured there's no reason for concern. Alongside those two, I also got to know some of her other teammates, including her good friend Ellen whom I've already met. In total, there were over twenty girls alongside the coach and some other university staff.

I also am not the only boyfriend to come along for this trip, and I got along with them just fine, though most were simply dying to know how Chloe and I got together. Apparently, this pairing is simply incomprehensible to a good number of them. Perhaps it's a bit silly of me, but I definitely felt a bit of pride at their sense of awe.

"Man, I hate flying," Chloe says as we wait in line for security, resting her head on my shoulder as she squeezes my hand. "Not the actual 'sitting in a plane' aspect, that's fine. Just the entire process of getting on."

"Yeah, and getting here two hours ahead of schedule so we can sit in the lobby and wait," I chuckle, nodding in agreement. Right on cue, I can hear Jenn arguing with the TSA officer about what she can or can't bring on board. Something about a can of pepper spray.

"Idiot. Now we're all gonna get searched," Chloe groans in annoyance as the officer starts unzipping Jenn's suitcase, digging through it and rummaging through her clothes. I can't help but notice as he fishes out a crimson thong, giving it a quick look before stuffing it back with her other clothes.

"...Something tells me that dude has a different agenda," I mutter, eyeing the officer as he finally lets Jenn through, waving to the next girl.

Ellen is up next, and as Chloe predicted, now the team is double checking every girl to make sure they aren't bringing anything illegal or liquid. Ellen doesn't have Chloe's nonchalance, and blushes heavily when she's expected to take off her jacket and lower her pants slightly for the scanner. What purpose that serves is a mystery to me, but the TSA officer seems to be making a big deal out of it.

Finally, it's Chloe's turn, as I wait right behind her, letting her go first.