Cheerleader Captain Novels & Stories

She yelled at me, waving her hand crazily in the air as she turned her back at me and walked off with heavy steps. "Babe! Wait…" I called her as I followed her inside the building. … We were inside the school coliseum now where literally every student was gathered. I was standing at the centre together with Erin since she was the leader of the cheer squad, and I was the captain of the football team. We were tasked to entertain the freshmen, and that was what we're typically doing right now. My eyes were blazing at every guy who was gawking at her when she spoke at the centre, all energetic and all that, like can't they just stop being a bunch of weirdos and fantasize on my girl!

A bustle of chatters followed, as the girls scattered to go refresh themselves. I went over to my bag and grabbed my water bottle, almost emptying the contents in one go. Cheer practice could be so exhausting, but then at the same time, it was also fun. I really enjoyed cheer leading, and I was pretty good at it. Ok, screw the humility; I totally rocked at it. So, it didn't come as much of a surprise when I was chosen as the team's captain, with Juliette as co-captain.

she practically growled. “I have a nose and a brain” she replied wittily. “If you had a brain, you’d know there was a time you two could have separated and could have done this, or you two did it together” she said looking down at them with a smirk of her own. “What would we gain from pranking the captain of the cheerleading team?!” Ronnie asked trying to keep her temper in check. “You said it yourself. I am the captain of the cheerleading team and you know that you’re beneath me” she said with a very nice hair flip in Danny’s opinion.

Her friend Alexa asked. " What makes you think you're qualified to be the cheer captain?" I asked and she scoffed. " Because I'm better than you, and prettier than you, sucker." Cheryl said. I laugh and look at the other cheerleaders. " Let's beat it." I said and played the song again. Cheryl smiled and dropped her bag. She flipped her hair and wiggle her waist to Beyoncès * Single ladies*. She clapped her hands in the air and danced to the song. I was frustrated. I stopped the song after her beautiful performance.

Apparently, there was only 5 spots. "Jennifer Sampson." "Katie Richards." "Alison Paul." "Michelle Anderson." "Evelyn Parker." "I'm in." She squealed and hugged me. "Congratulations!" "Cheer practice starts at 3:30 pm tomorrow. Don't be late or you'll be off the team. Oh, and Evelyn, nice routine." Sadie, the cheer captain smiled and strode off. Evelyn was surprised. Sadie rarely ever complimented people. You could say she was super blunt which often came across as mean.

I ignore him. Aretha doesn’t. Aretha: Mate looks good when he’s sweaty. “I’m going home.” “You’re staying,” she says. The cheerleaders arrive behind us after halftime, shaking pompoms and self-esteem. Their captain, Marissa—long legs, long hair, long history of being annoying—spots me instantly. “Oh,” she says loudly, “why is she here?” Her squad laughs. I smile politely. “Duh I'm a student, this is a school it's just logic.”

The first player who had gotten close was stammering and trying to explain himself. "I heard exactly what you were doing." Dante's voice was cold. "Let me make something perfectly clear to all of you. Lori is a certified healer with more medical training than anyone who's held this position before. She's here to keep you healthy on the ice. Anyone who brings their personal feelings into this facility and uses them to harass a staff member will be benched for the rest of the season. If it happens again, you're off the team permanently. And you should know I don't give second chances." The players stared at him, and I could see them shaking under his cold stare, and I knew this was beyond the

Sandra: Oh! You're a marine! That's so manly. But isn't it dangerous? Victor: Not really. It’s more paperwork than anything else. We’re on the sea most of the time, avoiding enemy waters, so it’s pretty chill. Sandra: That made you ten times more attractive to me. It’s funny, but I feel like you hold an important position, too. Victor: Yeah. I’m the captain. Sandra: That makes so much sense. You looked like you were the boss of something in your pictures. Are you a good captain, though? Take good care of your men?

"No, Coach." Coach sighed, shifting his gaze to me. "Ava, you're on the cheerleading squad. This school has a reputation to uphold, and your spot on the team depends on you keeping out of trouble. Right now, there are pictures circulating that make it look like our team captain is stalking his future step-sister and her boyfriend."