Semua Bab One Kiss Left: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Valentina's pov "Valentina, despertarse." (Wake up) I heard my moms voice as she lightly shakes me, as I let out a small groan. "Déjame, cinco minutos más por favor." (Leave me, five more minutes please) I say groggy, but my mom doesn't budge so she yanks the blanket off of me forcing me to to sit up. She doesn't say anything but raise her eyebrows warningly at me. I sigh and get up to take a shower and get ready. After my father was murdered, my mom and I had to leave Mexico and come to the United States. We didn't have much of a choice, since my fathers murderers were still out there. Now here I am in the United States in a new place and a new school, where I am alone. Today is my first day in a brand new school and brand new faces. I'm fine with being alone, but I'm scared of the talks, the looks, and the thought of making new friends. As I got out of the shower, I quickly washed my face and put on makeup. I scrummaged through my closet looking for a outfit to where. I wan

Heavens pov After witnessing Valentina and that god awful gross boy kiss, I immediately left. It was revolting to see that, bless my poor eyes. When I had left, my boyfriend Alan, didn't even bother to check on me. I spent 20 minutes looking for him and I had found him talking to some girl. I love Alan, I've been with him for 2 years but the sex game is horrible. He doesn't even make me cum, which is honestly embarrassing. His dick is smaller than his fucking finger, it's honestly nauseating.The only reason I'm with him is because he's the quarterback of the football team, so him being the quarterback and me being the captain of the cheer squad— we make the perfect couple."Heaven, you're going to be late for practice if you don't leave right now." My mom warns me, pointing to the clock. Shit I only have 5 minutes. I'm going to be late and coach Sanders is going to kill me. "I'll leave then. Bye mom!" I shout, grabbing my keys and heading towards my car. My car is a black 2022

Valentinas povI stand in front of the mirror picking through the fabric of my cheerleading skirt. It was pretty short on me, but not enough to show my ass which is good. I told my mom about me being a cheerleader and she told me she was happy that I got into cheerleading, since she was a cheerleader in high school as well. Maybe that's where I got my skills from...Here I am feeling insecure about the way I look through the mirror. I always feel insecure about my body and the way I look because I see other girls, and automatically want to have their body."Estas bien?" (You okay?) I hear my moms voice stopping me from my thinking about my insecurities, as I turn around and look at her. "All good." I fake smile. I don't want to tell her I'm feeling insecure about myself because she'll give me a whole speech on how I shouldn't feel like that because I'm, 'perfect', but I don't feel that way at all. In fact, I hate the way I look. My face, my body, the way I care for people when they

Valentina's pov Once I got home from practice, I was drained that I ended up taking a 30 minute nap, until my mom woke up saying that we have to go to her boss house. I instantly woke up, and that's what I am currently doing. Picking out an outfit is difficult to do, when you have the same outfits over and over. I had more clothes, but I left all of those back in Mexico. I scrimmage through my closet trying to find a good outfit to wear to impress my moms boss. Not an impression of looks, but an impression of sophistication. Although I don't have any formal clothes in my closet, I end up picking a leather skirt with a zipper in the middle, and a light pink silk crop top. For my shoes I ended up going with black heels, I didn't feel like wearing anything else. For my look, it was simple. I had my hair down which was wavy from the braids I had on, and 2 braids on my hair from both of the strands of my hair. My makeup is simple with my mascara done and eyeliner following after. I did

Heavens povToday is Friday, which is the first game of the football season. Although I don't care about football, I do care about how the routine will turn out. In spite of my boyfriend being on the team, I don't care really about all of that. I only care about making myself and the girls look good.Currently, it's after school as we prepare our routine, and of course, I couldn't keep my eyes off Valentina. I didn't mean to almost kiss her at my house. It was more of a...instinct kind of thing.I missed my boyfriend and I was pretty high, so that's why I almost kissed her. I could never like girls, it's just not my thing. I'm not homophobic either, but in this world liking the same sex is...you're basically disowned by everyone else. I know I shouldn't care about what other people think, yet I do and I always will.Also, being captain of the cheer team I have to be perfect. If not, then I'm just a failure and what's the point of that?"Girls, this is your first ever performance and y