Blake Lively Cheerleader Novels & Stories

I said while standing up "listen it was just pranks, I was messing with you no big deal" "yeah it is a big deal, I've cheered for five years and I've taken Gymnastics classes for three; cheering has been my life since I was young and for you to not even give me a fair chance is so fucked up. Its already hard enough being a black cheerleader especially on most teams I was the only black girl, I had to work twice as hard as all the other girls so they wouldn't kick my ass to the curb"

The cheerleaders of both teams stood at opposite sides of the court, chanting loudly and dancing. Elena and Paige were leading the Golden High cheerleaders, dressed in their red and white cheerleading clothes. “I can't wait to see how this pans out.” Paige said with a wide smile. “At least when he's embarrassed enough, he'll back off of me.” Elena laughed. She couldn't wait to see Thiago all embarrassed in front of the whole school. “But do you think he'd do it? I mean, we both know he obviously won't get more points than Sylvester, he plays as Small Forward for crying out loud.”

Autumn said as she smiled at Dylan, while the older one looked at her weirdly. "Hello! Good morning!" I looked at my back and saw Sky as she made her way towards our direction with a smile. Of course with her being clumsy as she almost slipped into nothing. She's Sky Zhang, clumsy, cute, pretty, and... Dumb... Sky is known to be the cheerleader captain and they are serious when they say she is the captain. At first, I was like, they are kidding, right? Since I've seen Sky as clumsy and dumb. Not that she's really dumb but she's pretty much of a naive person.

The cheerleaders were all doing the dance for ‘Who rule the World’ and grinding up on the boys. Kyle ran outside and grinned. Oh no! I smirked and slipped back inside to change the songs. Instead of Beyoncé I put ‘Bed rock’ by Young Money and Lil Wayne. As soon as the song started all the guys cheered and walked in front of the cheer leaders and held onto their waists. They bent their head and looked as though they were sniffing the girls' necks. I gagged internally.

The girl in front of me—Brittany Rae Lynn, cheer captain, ponytail so high it could pick up a satellite—turned around. “Love the hoodie. Hollister?” “Thrift store in Nashville. Five bucks.” She blinked like I’d spoken Martian. “Cute. I’m Brittany. Captain of freshman cheer. You should try out.” I gave her the smile Mom calls my “public polite.” “I fall off moving objects for fun. Not sure that’s cheer material.”

Amber let out a ragged breath, leaning her head slightly against Blake's hip. "We’ve spent years in this bubble," Blake chess-pieced her words, looking up to catch my eye before focusing back on her flyer. "Cheer camp, campus gossip, manipulating timelines, and digging up dirt just to stay on top of a social ladder that doesn't even matter. It’s a parasite. It makes us think that the whole world is just one big, toxic drama where someone always has to be ruined for someone else to win." She knelt down slightly so she was at eye level with Amber, her cheer uniform skirt brushing against the metal legs of the table as she forced her to look at her.

She says as she slumps her shoulder and asks the bartender to make a fruity mocktail with extra cherries. “Great. Now that Danika is here, she will look after you.” Jake says and Emily’s mouth falls open. “I am not a child.” She chimes in but we ignore her. “It’s your turn. Last night she did two hours of which scream suits her voice the best for two hours. Now you babysit her.” “Oh that’s what it was happening? I thought our neighbour’s cat was sick.” Jake says as he laughs at my misery. “Hey! I don’t need people to babysit m- also it’s important to figure out which screams suits me. Now when we have time, we’ll do the laugh. I feel like a big ‘hahaha’ suits me more than a giggle and-”

I moaned, sliding my cunt slowly up his cock, "I think we need the others." Coach Morgan put her whistle in her mouth and blew. The shrill note echoed through the room. I glanced at the doors and smiled as the other cheerleaders entered naked. Mercedes, Pita, and Alexandra all strutted nude into the room, their boobs jiggling. They were each gorgeous.

Most of the tables were already occupied by rich looking kids some of them typing away at their iPhones, others picking at their food or probably talking about whose Dad was richer or who bought the latest limited edition shoes. Leigh couldn’t stop herself from scoffing. In her opinion, they were highest circle of delinquents. She spotted the cheerleaders pretty fast given their uniform blonde hair -- yes, all of them had dyed their hair a shocking blonde-- and super tight crop top over jeans. Leigh wondered how anyone could breathe over something that tight, confining and damaging to the ribcage. She was still stewing over the damages of super tight tops to the ribs when she noticed one of

"But really, you should come. Liv and I can protect ourselves and you just fine." "Assuming the grizzly lets you out of his sight again after we raided his house," Liv laughed, and Chandler laughed with her. A grin tugged at my lips. "Blake is more bark than bite," Chandler said, her expression easier after the laugh. "It's usually pretty hard to make him angry. I don't think I've ever seen him yell unless he's trying to stop the other shifters from fighting, and he doesn't lose his temper. He'll probably just laugh and get back at you with something even bigger."