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SYDNEY PLAYED WITH Miguel's fingers boredly while she sat in the auditorium, listening to the debate about the death penalty. "Capital punishment is a legal penalty of the US state of California," the girl debating, Devon, stated her argument. "As of March 2019, further executions are halted by an official moratorium ordered by government officials,"
"Why did you make me come to this?" Sydney whispered to Miguel.
"Because debate is interesting. You should be into that. You love arguing with people," he whispered back.
she nodded. "That's true."
Miguel felt a tap on his arm and looked over to see Johnny sitting in the seat next to him. "Sensei, what are you doing here? I thought debate was for nerds?"
"It is. Which is why we're ditching it."
"Thank you!" Sydney whisper yelled.
"I've been thinking about it and you're right. I'm not giving up on the girls' competition,"
Sydney narrowed her eyes. "but I thought—"
"I know what we decided but I'm thinking outside the box," Johnny interrupted. "Look."
Johnny put the duffel bag he was holding on Miguel's lap and the boy grinned. He unzipped it and his smile fell when he pulled out a blonde wig and girl's clothes.
"Oh no, not happening," Sydney denied.
"Sensei, uh. . ." Miguel started and paused, distraughtly.
"You ever see the movie Ladybugs?" Johnny asked them. "I had to sit through it with a babe. Long story,"
"Sounds familiar," Miguel muttered and Sydney smiled.
"Anyway, this coach, the guys gets no respect. He's got this all girls soccer team that totally sucks. So he gets his stepson to dress like a chick and they start winning," Johnny explained the movie.
Sydney snapped her fingers. "Oh wait, is that the movie with Jonathan Brandis."
Johnny nodded, seemingly happy that she knew it. "That's the one."
"Ohhh, I probably wasn't paying attention the plot then," she grinned, making them narrow their eyes at her. "What? I was in love with Jonathan Brandis."
Miguel shook his head and turned back to Johnny. "So you want me to dress up like a girl?"
"What? No. I need you to win the boys' competition. I'm thinking of penis breath," Johnny explained. "He's not the best fighter but he stands a decent shot against the chicks. What do you think?"
"I think our best bet is just letting me do all the fighting," Sydney whispered, Miguel and Bert pointing at her in agreement. Her eyes flickered between the blonde wig and at Miguel. She pinched his cheek. "You would look good as a blonde though, love".
