The next morning, the kids were prepared to go back to school.

Boba had something ready on his tablet and was back in his cheer uniform, ready to confront his issue at school.

He planned to show those who thought guys couldn't cheerlead that they were wrong to judge him or deny that chance to any other guys who wanted to do cheerleading, ballet, or any other sport claimed to be only for girls.

Lamenta was ready to go back to school, and this time she had something she was going to say to the other kids. And Gabby promised her cousin this time she would be there by her side in case she needed her.

"Now, don't worry, kids." Kara said. "Everything is gonna be fine."

"Thanks, Auntie Kara. I'll be okay today." Lamenta said.

"We'll be fine." Gabby said. "We'll work out our issues together."

"Well, here are your lunches." Kara got out the kids' lunch boxes and made sure each of them got theirs. "And Boba, your parents are going to talk to the coach and the principal to see what we can do about this issue with cheer squad."

"You really don't have to do that, Aunt Kara." Boba said.

"Boba, what you experienced is an act of discrimination and hypocrisy for what the school claims to stand for." Kara said. "Trust me, everything will be okay."

"Okay, but I'm still doing my method just in case." Boba said.

"What did you do?" Gabby asked her brother.

"Let's just say Esther cares about things like this too, and so will a lot of schools and the school board if all goes well."

So, the kids bid their aunt farewell and walked into school to get to their classes.

Gabby was greeted at the door with flower petals being sprinkled as she came in.

"Here we go again." Gabby rolled her eyes.

"Why don't you just say something?" Lamenta asked.

"I will if you say something about your problem." Gabby answered. "Why don't we wait until lunch? That way the whole school can be notified of this."

"Isn't that also the easiest way to be humiliated?" Lamenta said.

"That's just what we see on TV, and besides. No one ever laughs at a princess if they know what's good for them."

So, the two girls went to their desks to wait for class to begin.

"Hi, Lamenta." said a familiar voice from behind Lamenta's desk.

Lamenta looked behind her and saw Lee Ali sat behind her. But, Lamenta just turned her back.

"What do you want?" Lamenta said.

"I'm sorry about what happened yesterday." said the Pantoran. "I was having fun building a castle with you until Alu and Kiki started making you uncomfortable."

That surprised Lamenta.

"You actually noticed that?" Lamenta turned to face her classmate.

"Yeah. I wanted to say something, but I was scared to."

Now that Lamenta thought about it, Lee Ali was the only one who hadn't really said much when she met the three of her classmates yesterday.

"Do you think we can start over?" Lee Ali asked.

"Is this part of some trick because you want easy access to Count Crescendo?"

Lamenta looked firmly. Lee Ali shook her head. But, Lamenta decided to test her, and placed a hand on Lee Ali's wrist and did a truth scan.

This truth scan seemed to take longer than most, as this was one of Lamenta's more mistrusting moments. It was times like this, she wished she'd worn a disguise like her father always did as Count Crescendo.

And the deeper Lamenta looked into Lee Ali's mind, she found she was being sincere, especially when she spotted a memory of the previous day of her arguing with Alu and Kiki.

"Well, excuse us for being Crescendo fans." said Kiki. "My dad tried to get tickets to his next show, but they're sold out!"

"My grandma says tickets cost too much." Alu said.

"Well, my mama taught me there's a difference between friendship and taking advantage if someone." Lee Ali said. "I'm going to make real friends with her tomorrow."

Lamenta still couldn't believe it.

"You mean, you really aren't interested in my parents or Count Crescendo?" Lamenta asked with surprise.

"I do like Count Crescendo's music, but I like you too." Lee Ali said.

Lamenta actually started to smile a little.

"Thanks. Hey, you wanna play in the sandbox again at recess?"

"Sure!" Lee Ali said.

A little later, Mrs. Sumner, the principal, was having a meeting with some concerned parents.

"Princess Kara, Prince Anakin, it's an honor to meet you." said the principal with a bow

"Just Anakin is fine, Mrs. Sumner." Anakin said, taking a seat.

"We're actually here on a manner regarding my nephew Boba Skywalker. Anakin's son." Kara explained.

"Ah, yes. The young prince is a fine lad. If this is anything to do with his anxiety, I assure you we have a wonderful guidance counselor."

Anakin shook his head.

"It's not about that." He said. "It's about your cheer squad. Boba came home really upset yesterday, and he told my wife and I that it was because he was rejected from the cheer team because he's a boy. When my family and I looked at your school's site and brochures, it said all your teams welcomes both guys and girls."

"And they do." said Mrs. Sumner. "That's odd. And did Boba say if he'd seen any other guys trying out?"

"No."

Mrs. Sumner suddenly stopped and thought.

Meanwhile, Boba was taking notes as his class was in the middle of their math lesson, when an announcement came over the loudspeaker.

Boba Skywalker, please report to the principal's office immediately.

Kids seemed to whisper about what a prince could've possibly done to get in trouble, as was the common response whenever anyone got called to the principal's office, which was not something to be taken lightly.

Boba's teacher dismissed him, and Boba picked up his backpack and walked to the principal's office.

Boba had no idea what he could've done to get into trouble. It was only the second day of school, and as far as he knew, he wasn't dressed inappropriately in any way, he hadn't gotten into any fights, he was on time for class, and he didn't do anything to disrupt anyone else.

The young prince knocked on the door of the principal's office once he'd arrived.

"Come in." came a woman's voice.

Boba entered the room and was surprised when he saw who else was in the room.

"Dad? Aunt Kara?" Boba said, surprised. He looked at the principal. "Did I do something wrong?"

"No, Boba. You aren't in any trouble." said Mrs. Sumner. "I just wanted to speak with you about a concern regarding yesterday."

Principal Sumner had Boba's guardians let her speak with him privately, and she began to ask him some questions about what happened at the cheer tryouts.

Boba explained to Mrs. Sumner how he talked to the coach after tryouts, and how she rudely dismissed him, saying he would be a distraction to the girls and he would get distracted by the girls.

"Were there any other boys at the tryouts?" Mrs. Sumner asked, seeming suspicious.

Boba shook his head.

"Odd." said the principal.

"I got so upset, I decided I had to do something." Boba said, taking out his tablet from his backpack, and on it, he showed a video he and Remix made.

Video...

"Are we on, Remix?" Boba said.

"Action!" Remix said.

Boba looked at the camera and spoke, "Hello, everyone. I'm Boba Skywalker, and I've got something important to say. Earlier today, I tried out for the cheer squad and my school. And here's the routine I performed."

Boba picked up his pom poms and upbeat music played as he performed the same routine that he'd done at tryouts, even jumping again into a perfect split for the big finish.

"Now that is what I call a spirited routine!" Remix said, coming on camera.

"Other cheerleaders thought so too," said Boba, coming back on-screen. "But here's how the coach responded."

Boba used his water magic to pull up a memory of what happened in school, the coach calling out only girls names, and then all the mean things she said to Boba about why he couldn't be on the team.

"Some of you might think I'm doing and saying all this out of anger, and you are right that I'm angry about this." said Boba. "But I've written down a list of reasons it was unfair to not let a boy on the team."

Boba took out a sign with three main reasons it was unfair.

1. There is no rule in the entire school guidelines or the rules for sports that says boys cannot be on the cheer squad.

"If boys and girls can play basketball, soccer, and even ballet... why can't a guy be on the cheer squad?"

2. It was incredibly sexist to say that either gender would provide a distraction.

"That brings me to reason number three..."

3. It assumes all guys are pigs and girls lack focus.

"Not all guys get distracted by pretty girls, especially when they already have a special girl who they're loyal to. Or they're just not interested. And I've met so many smart girls who have bigger things to worry about than which guys they like."

Boba then also pulled up a picture of Count Crescendo.

"And another thing, the famous singer Count Crescendo dresses in bright colors including pink, and dresses all sparkly and in colorful long hairstyles. Something one might expect more from a female singer. But if he can do all that stuff and be famous for it, guys can dance ballet, girls can play sports with balls, become senators like my mother, or manage a big star like Count Crescendo as my aunt Caroline does... why can't boys cheerlead? If there any guys out there who've been told they can't do things like ballet, cheer, fashion designing, or anything else people say is only for girls... let me know where you stand on this. And any girls or guys who wanna support this cause, let me know in the comments below."

Reality...

"You made this video yourself?" Mrs. Sumner said, impressed.

"Yes. And we posted it last night." Boba said. "Is that wrong?"

"Actually... no. It doesn't appear to violate anything serious."

Then something popped up.

"Oh, look at this. A link to Princess Esther's site."

Principal Sumner opened the link, and on came a livestream from Esther.

"What up, Esth-atics? Esther Sitala here with a word on a video by Prince Boba. Should guys be allowed to cheerlead? I say yes. If girls can have short hair, fight in the Clone Wars, and independently become influencers and defend themselves without men by their sides, why should guys not be allowed the same right to do things like ballet and cheer?"

"It appears you've caught the attention of some famous influencers, Boba." said Mrs. Sumner, writing down on a piece of paper. "Listen, I'm going to have a serious talk with the coach about this."

"What's gonna happen now?" Boba asked.

"Trust me, I'm sure everything will be fine soon. In the meantime, if you hurry, you can make it to your next class."

So, Boba was dismissed, and he began walking down the hall to get to class.