Cheerleader Oops Novels & Stories

Nightmare: Dread pitted in her stomach as they made their way up the walkway to the school. Entering through the gym her stomach knotted. She saw the hard stares of the cheerleaders. As she walked by they leaned in and whispered to each other. She used to be one of them. She was even going to college on a scholarship from cheerleading. She would go to practice every Monday, Wednesday and Friday with them. Laura and her would be in constant contact about new routines. She was one of the lead cheerleaders, they looked up to her. Cheerleading had been her life. She thought the squad were her friends but when her world crashed and burned they were the first to let her fall and drift away.

Diana heard a loud scream and she smiled inside the changing room. She quickly rushed out of the room and saw Sophia had fallen on the ground, with her badly injured ankle. "Oh goodness! What happened?" "I slipped Diana. I need to go to emergency room right now." Diana quickly informed the teacher and soon she was rushed to hospital. It was soon announced that Sophia had met with an ankle fracture and trials of head cheer leader will happen again. Diana practiced day and night, for the big day and was eventually selected as the head cheer leader. The moment she told this to Gena that how she made Sohphia slip on the ground, Gena grew extremely happy with the girl, giving her encouragement to

So I’m not going in there. The cheer leading squad. More like another dance club, I guess. It was just mixed with using your loud voice and some props like pompoms and mini skirts. Freeda, Lia, and Elyzz got into that club so there is no way that I’m going to list my name next to them.

I knew most of those girls since they were in diapers, and I had never seen them act like that before. I looked away and then back. All of the girls were gone, just a sad-looking Jessie. He looked up at me suddenly, and I pretended like I wasn't looking at him, so I watched the dumb cheerleaders behind him. As one fell, I laughed. Chris nudged my elbow with hers, and I saw her looking confused. I pointed to the cheerleaders trying to get up, and she laughed. I glanced back over Jessie, and he was watching them too and laughing.

Katie and Nora stood outside the gymnasium, gazing at the cheerleading squad practicing their routines. They had decided to join the cheerleading team to immerse themselves more in school activities and to hopefully shake off some of the negative experiences Katie had endured. As they walked over, their hearts pounded with a mix of excitement and nerves. The leader of the cheerleading squad, Mandy, spotted them immediately. Her face lit up with a calculated smile. Mandy was notorious for using her position to manipulate new members into doing her dirty work, and Katie and Nora seemed like perfect targets.

These moves involved lifting each other up in the air, throwing them, and catching them safely. Ariel was so focused on the cheerleading practice that she didn’t see the look on Dana’s face. Dana was one of the older girls on the team, and she had never really liked Ariel. When the coach looked away, Dana’s eyes narrowed. Ariel also didn’t realize that the hands of the people who were supposed to catch her when she was thrown in the air weren’t holding her as strongly as they usually did.

Her blonde hair was pulled back in a high ponytail and her face was obviously full of makeup. "We're looking for new cheerleaders. I was thinking, since the old boss died, someone has to take that place," she smiled. "Her friends are not smart enough for that leadership and, well, now it's me," her voice was so annoying. And she only looked at Carolina, she only gave me looks of contempt. "Are we supposed to clap for you?" Carolina scoffed. I heard a giggle from Kayler behind us. I'm aware that all the guys are listening to this conversation.

I watched Skeet rush out. The bridal boutique assistant holding my gown frowned. "What's more important than the bride trying on her dress?" I gave a dry smile. That wasn't the problem. It was the person calling. Norah Cheney. Skeet's so-called mentee, who'd been there three months. Back then, he'd complained— "The new interns suck. Especially Norah. She can't do anything. I have to explain everything three or four times. She's exhausting."

standing three feet away. ​"Chloe? Is it true?" ​It was a girl from my cheer squad, her voice a mixture of awe and disgust. She didn't wait for an answer before she turned to her friend and whispered, just loud enough for me to hear, "I can’t believe she actually touched him. Look at his sneakers... they’re literally falling apart." ​"Move," I snapped, my voice cracking but still holding that sharp, royal edge. "The fire alarm is going off. Get to the field."

“Haven’t you had enough?” “Fuck, you’re so lame,” Owen quips, clapping Dean on the back. “Drink as much as you want, Quinn. On the house.” “Don’t tempt me,” Quinn laughs, getting another cherry out of her cup. “I have a very small window to enjoy alcohol before Archer knocks me up again. Like tonight.” Dean wrinkles his nose. “That’s even more disgusting than the vodka-cherries.”