Cheerleader Captain Novels & Stories

She tapped the mic twice, sending a screech across the speakers. “Students,” she said, pausing as the noise died down, “we’re excited to announce that auditions for this year’s cheerleading squad will begin this Friday.” A ripple of whispers rushed through the crowd. Amaya, sitting dead center, flipped her hair and gave an exaggerated yawn. Kennedy rolled her eyes so hard it almost hurt. “Anyone interested,” the principal continued, “should collect a sign-up form from the office today. New leadership positions are open. This year’s captain will be selected based on performance, teamwork, and school spirit.”

In general, Alex hardly spoke and was positioned as the Football team goal-keeper, while Derek was the quarterback. Cameron on the other hand, was the captain of the Football team. And even though the whole school loved to gossip about who he was dating, it wasn’t much of a question for speculation. Because there was only one girl who was allowed to ride in his car and that girl, was none other than Sarah Parker, the captain of the cheerleading squad and the most beautiful girl in our school.

After what happened in the locker room, I needed every ounce of my sobriety to survive the night. My eyes, against all my better judgment, drifted across the room, searching for the one person I should be avoiding. I found him near the keg, surrounded by the usual crowd of admirers. Gavin sat next to him, leaning back with a red cup in hand, whispering into the ear of Sherly Bonnet. Sherly was the captain of the cheer squad—blonde, perfect, and the uncontested queen of the social hierarchy—but she wasn't looking at my stepbrother.

A group of girls in matching uniforms were stretching on mats in the center of the floor. And standing right in the middle of them, looking like she owned the place, was Erika Ranch. Of course. Of course, she was the head cheerleader. I should have known. I should have expected it. She was wearing a captain's uniform. The word "CAPTAIN" was printed across the chest in glittering letters. Her blonde hair was pulled back in a high ponytail. Her makeup was perfect. She looked like every popular girl cliché come to life. She looked at me the moment I walked in. Her expression turned to one of disgust.

She had the body, the face, and she'd been the most popular cheer captain in the country for years. All I had was eight years. Eight years he now considered too embarrassing to show the world. I let out a quiet breath. "You're right. It was my mistake." "So from now on, I won't stand in the way of your future, superstar." Silence stretched on his end. Then his fury erupted. "Lillian, do you have any idea how much pressure I'm under? I've barely gotten a foothold, and instead of supporting me, you're picking fights at every turn!"

"I’m just not in the mood for the theatrics tonight. Leave it." "I can't just 'leave it,'" she countered, stepping closer, her scent—sweet, too much and cloying filling my senses. It was a suffocating smell. "We aren't the only ones playing, and if we sit this out, people will talk. Do you have any idea how embarrassing it would be if the captain and the dean's daughter lost their spot because you decided to have a tantrum? Just play the part, Knox. You’ve done it a thousand times before."

When it ended, we made our way to the gymnasium where the cheerleading rehearsal was supposed to take place. The moment we stepped inside, the sound of chatter and stretching filled the air. Dozens of girls were already there, some doing splits, others warming up their arms and legs. I scanned the room. “Aida isn’t here yet,” Susie whispered, leaning closer to me. I looked around and nodded. Of course she wasn’t. She was the captain of the cheerleading team — nothing started without her.

Abby said. "If I'm not the cheer captain, then who is?" Isabella looked irritated. "Sorry I'm late, Coach Naomi, my car broke down earlier," a familiar voice said, walking in, and Isabella turned to see Valeria walking in, dressed as a cheerleader. "What's going on? Why is Valeria dressed like that?" Isabella asked angrily. She couldn't hide the fact that she was truly fuming. "Is, Valeria is the new captain," Gloria said.

Coach Reed began, his deep voice gravelly. Damon visibly relaxed a fraction, shoulders dropping. “...Yet,” Coach added sharply. Damon went rigid again. “Amelia, the university compliance officer, reached out to me an hour ago. The complaint claims that your personal relationship with my team captain involves financial compensation and academic misconduct.” “There is no arrangement, Coach,” I said clearly, holding his gaze. “None.”

“Please get out of my way. I learned Taekwondo, and I don’t mind getting violent on my first day.” One of her minions chuckled. The leader’s eyes narrowed. “Do you know who you’re talking to?” she snapped. I tilted my head, studying her more closely. Yeah. Definitely the girl from the restroom. The one Brad had pressed against the sink. “Hello, Stacey Carter,” I replied sweetly, reading the vibe. “Head cheerleader and girlfriend of Brad Walker, right? I’ll think twice before ‘seducing’ him.” Stacey’s face flickered with surprise that I knew her name, but she recovered quickly, stepping closer. “I'm happy that you know that. So back off. He’s mine.”