Cheerleader Lip Slips Novels & Stories

Before he could respond, she was already opening a bottle of sunscreen from her bag. Hazel noticed it too, she instantly looked away from their direction and faced me. I understood that it won't be easy for her to face the new challenge Tiffany was throwing at us Tiffany, of course, made a show of it, pulling Trey’s shirt over his head, smoothing the lotion all over his shoulders with her fingers lingering and laughing at something he said. She had finally gotten his attention but that didn't stop him from stealing glances at us. Every move made by Tiffany was meant to be seen. I mean those were the silent code of every cheerleader especially the captain, it pretty the same thing we do on th

she said with her lips pulled up in disgust. I was in the middle of her and some of the cheer as one of them kneel down and set the back of their palm on their knee. I placed my left foot on top and the rest of the cheer place their hands on the bottom to support. They lift me up and I lift my right leg up to my head in a split. I heard some gasp and wow from everyone including the guys. I was about to do the flip when I instantly fell to the floor. My right leg hurts so bad. I saw Megan came up to me and help me up. I couldn't stand up properly.

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.

Her perfectly blonde hair swished from side to side and I found myself staring at her way longer than I planned to. Shimmery make-up complemented her ruby-colored lips as she wore the widest grin the human face could produce. The fuzzy ends of her huge pom-poms tickled parts of her neck and collarbone as she hopped from one foot to the other, doing well to cover the extravagant v-neckline of her cheerleading outfit that showed too much skin if you asked me. But that was the point, no one ever asked me….