Caitlin Clark And Paige Bueckers Novels & Stories

Clara had made acquaintances with all of the influencers who had turned up. “We meet again,” Clara said when she walked past her targets. “Oh, we have the same dress.” She watched Beckah scan her outfit with a scowl. Beckah had paired the dress with long black boots and a leather jacket. “You look better,” Caiden said and emerged from behind them. “I’m so glad they finally came here; I was bored stiff.” Clara resisted the temptation to smile at Caiden’s comment and kept her attention on her targets. “Oh my god, you two have matching outfits,” Billie shouted from across the gazebo. “Should we put a poll up to see which people like more?”

I hear a cackle that sounds like a pecan bird choking on a piece of bone. The bitch is green with envy. Making sure I sound bewildered, I ask, “Claire Eastwood?” “You know who I am bitch.” “Of course I do.” I reply like she's the dummy, “Claire Eastwood, Queen of Sabbel High and cheerleader captain of the Sabbel Boars. Girlfriend to the team captain and king of Sabbel High Also… Second-rated teen influencer with over a million followers short of being the top, aren't you that Claire Eastwood?”

"Huh?" "You heard me, isn't this what you were after? So what is it that I have to do, go back to that school and talk to the asshole principal?" "I bought Caitlin's tickets when she became a freshman and I'm thinking of buying Catalina's soon too because at the rate she's going she's not going to be there long. So all Caitie needs is a dress and a limo, she's already got the date." She thought that shit was funny. "Of course since you refuse to let her graduate she can't go to the prom so this conversation is moot." She fluffed her pillow and laid down on her side facing me with no expression on her damn face.

Less than a minute after they settled down, a tall and handsome man who appeared to be in his late thirties alongside a lady that looked short standing beside him approached them, their arms intertwined to show that they were a couple. "Hello, Mr. King. I'm Matthew, and this is Claire, my partner," He introduced, extending his right hand for a handshake. Martin received it without smiling, and he also shook the lady. The smile on her face looked false. Caitlyn could easily tell by merely looking at her. "They're probably fake couples, too,' she thought. " Well, since you know me by my name, I don't think there's a need to introduce myself." The man, Mathew chuckled dryly.

One by one the cheerleaders tumble across the gym. Claire draws thunderous applause and cheers as she pulled off an effortless round-off in a backflip. "What a show off" I scorned silently… if there is anything Claire Gustavo is known for, that will be stealing the spotlight. I feel sick already just by looking at her. “Now that the cheer squad is done totally blowing our minds, let’s give it up for the Fothoman Tiger’s basketball ball team” Dylan announced. More cheer and applause erupts as a group of basketball players including Bay forms up in front of the podium. I was busy wishing evil on Claire that I didn't even realize when he left his seat.

He didn’t approach—he couldn’t, not with Claire right there—but his eyes followed them until they disappeared around the corner. Later, in P.E., his suspicion deepened. He had expected Annie to stick with Becky and Sussy, like always. Instead, when teams were picked for basketball, there they were again: all four of them grouped together, moving like some strange new unit. Claire didn’t even seem out of place. She played quietly, focused, but every now and then she’d exchange a word with Sussy or respond to Becky’s commentary. Damien caught himself staring too long, earning a sharp pass to the chest from one of his teammates. “Pay attention, man,” the boy snapped.