Cheerleader Belly Button Novels & Stories

I wanted something thick, but this was a little too much. We do a lot of flips and stunts and I wouldn’t want any cheerleaders to be embarrassed while performing. I knew how to manage the old outfit Elara had given to us- it was way too light and could literally reveal your body parts in the air if you do too much as a flier girl, but Mira and I knew just as well to make it work without being embarrassed. The goal is to give my cheer members comfort and peace while they perform. Being rest assured that they wouldn’t have anything to worry about.

She flashed her perfect white teeth before clearing her throat. "Welcome to Kingsley and Cedarwood's High basketball and women's volleyball championship," she announced with a voice that was like a melody. Claps and whistles resounded the place, echoing in every area of the gym. When it diminished, Shelby continued on. "This is Shelby Kingsley, founder of Kingsley High and I'm proud to present, our athletes." A huge grin plastered on her face, as the cheerleaders stood up from their seats and approached the court. They were all wearing a tight-fitted cropped top with a panther text above, and pleated black skirts that accentuated their long legs. I spotted Amanda with them, but Kourtney wasn

“But I know you do wish me well. Thanks.” “Hayes and Davis we don’t have all day!” Coach called out to us. “Let’s make good use of Dan and Gideon’s shoulders shall we?” We left our bags on the benches and went to join the others. There on the field was Shewa in shorts and a tank top watching as we took our positions to practice our cheers. “Since when did you become a cheerleader, Shewa?” I asked. “Since never time. I’m just here on the field for some hot news to report this Friday on the radio.”

Becky turned from watching her friend run to do her son's bidding to the young man himself. "You don't even know what we need. How can you say you'll help us?" Gio blushed and then looked back at Fiona and Tiffany. "Relax girls, we will get back to training and the ceremony later." Both girls closed their legs some, and it shocked Abi to see Fiona look to Tiffany. The cheerleader put her hands on her knees, hands facing up. "This is the relax position, Fiona. But a good submissive never slouches."

Anna lent me her tracksuit bottoms and a T-shirt. I didn’t have time to go home and change, so this will have to do for now. I stretch while waiting for Cora. She is the captain of the squad, so she will be the judge today. Some of the other cheerleaders came to support me after they heard I would be trying out this afternoon. "Kate?" I turn my head to the girl who called me. I turn toward the girl who addressed me. I’ve seen her before. She helped with the routine before Tuesday’s game.

As strange as it was, this was very common when there's love between two people. _____♡♡♥♥♡♡____ "I'm not going to be a cheer girl and I'm definitely not wearing that," she paused pointing to the short black skirt in disgust, "that thing." She managed to say as the girls changed into short skirts and red blouses that had their partners name. Anya had one too with the letters RONNY printed right in front of the blouse in block letters. "Oh come on, Ann. It'll be fun." Jess said dragging her out of the bed. She was already dressed with a big ponytail on her head that matched her outfit perfectly. She was all set to cheer as she had been the head cheer leader back in her school days.

The crowd was a chaotic masterpiece: face paint smeared with sweat, foam fingers waving like flags of delusion, and House scarves used less for team spirit and more for dramatically tossing over shoulders. Joy Tau rolled out her shoulders at the edge of the track, her butterfly locs tied up in a high puff that swayed with every stretch. Her navy-and-gold cheer uniform hugged her like it was tailored by vengeance. Thighs taut, back straight, chin high. Next to her, Denise Poppins adjusted her ponytail like it was a crown. "Try not to get in my way," Joy said with a slow smirk. Denise snorted. "You just want to show off."

Shawn quirked a brow before hearing the clicking of heels behind him. The cheerleader plopped next to him with an intentional flick of her long black ponytail, dark blue eyes, and a forced smirk. "Hey. I'm Kayley!" "Shawn," he replied with a thin grin, Kayley grinned even wider. "So me and my gal pals thought to ourselves and we were like; 'oh my god, you look soo cute.' And cute guys have an all-access pass to sit with the Queenz. And not to be annoyed by this—drenched out, ginger ale broad." She said with a bouncy high voice, but hiding a venomous tongue, like all cheerleaders.

“She’s probably thinking of withdrawing for incompetence. She can’t even manage her body.” Elena hummed. “In cheerleading, our bodies are our instruments. We can’t let those instruments get all rusty and bloated, can we?” “No one wants to watch a fat cheerleader,” said the left follower, with distain. “Very true,” Elena said. I restrained myself from wrapping my hands around my waist to hide my slight bump. I couldn’t be showing that much yet. They were just trying to get under my skin. I didn’t want them to know it was working.

[|] Maddy's POV "Maddy, come see this," one of the cheerleaders said as she ran up to me while I did some yoga poses by the bleachers. I repositioned myself on the floor and raised my head to look at her. She had her phone between her hands as she smiled down at it. She fell to her knees beside me and tapped her phone before handing it to me.