Goth Cheerleader Novels & Stories

again, I never planned this, not on my first day. "Hello bitch, I'm Keisha (kee-sha), the leader of the cheerleading group" She twirls one loose strand of her hair as she tries to push out her chest full of fake silicone boobs while trying to look domineering. I could easily guess that she's the queen bee of the school, she looked so beautiful with her slim figure and straight hair which brought out the nice shape of her face but her face was caked with too much make up unlike my fat, disfigured looks. I instantly felt envious of her because of her confidence but felt grossed out.

] The chat lit up with cheers and a parade of brown-nosing: Keith was a genius, the department unbeatable. Yvette even slid into my DMs with a smiley face. [Ella, don't be mad, okay? I'm just thinking of the team.] I forced a smile, left her on 'Read', and shut the chat. I had had enough.

The cheerleaders were all doing the dance for ‘Who rule the World’ and grinding up on the boys. Kyle ran outside and grinned. Oh no! I smirked and slipped back inside to change the songs. Instead of Beyoncé I put ‘Bed rock’ by Young Money and Lil Wayne. As soon as the song started all the guys cheered and walked in front of the cheer leaders and held onto their waists. They bent their head and looked as though they were sniffing the girls' necks. I gagged internally.

Oh yes, love the pace, you fucking member, she moaned. What’s all this? I suddenly found the right words to say. Thought you will never ask, Celyn said standing up, while she fixed her boobs into her top back. This is the cheerleading group, she announced. I know everyone here is a member but can you explain all this? Just so you know, the cheerleading group is just a disguise, this is what we do. We sexualize, explore, have fun and satisfy our sexual urges. You must have felt turned up by seeing all this, she stated.

I averted my attention back to the Tv and pretended not to notice their presence as they scrambled down towards me. "Who's she?"The girl asked and i turned my head facing them as they way standing few inches away from me. I recognized the girl to be Chloe Thompson,team cheerleader at Mabel's highschool which was few yards away from ours. "The annoying cousin i told you about"He said and then faced me "Hey couz"He said and i didn't bother to reply. "Hi"Chloe said and i tilted my head, rolling my eyes at her as i stared her up to toes and then turned back to fix my eyes on the Tv, completely ignoring them.

I said and she rolled her eyes at me "It's the dance you auditioned with." She told me before we stopped in front of the rest of the cheer squad. They handed me, my poms, before hugging me. "Now give it up for the cheer squad!" Griff yelled over the mic and everyone cheered us on. Lord have mercy. "Nice legs!" Some guy in the crowd yelled at us. Like ew bitch shut the fuck up. Paige grabbed the mic from Griff before smiling. "Whoever the fuck just said that ew. This year the only guys in our league are on the football team." She explained and the boys tapped Griff's back.

I murmur. “Hi.” Chelsea fakes a smile. She is bottle blonde and busty and the other two mumble some kind of fake greeting. One has long red hair and pale skin. She’s beautiful and sweet looking. The other has jet-black hair and a really hard face. She’s had a tough life, I can tell. I hold my hand out and they walk past me into the room. “I don’t need to be babysat. I’m okay.” I sigh. Chelsea rolls her eyes. “Mac told me I had to watch you.”

She left and soon a high-pitched giggle rang inside my ears. I turned around and saw Rebecca, my most hated enemy and the captain of the cheer squad and her croonies huddled in a corner laughing their heads off. Our eyes met and she whispered something to her minions before they straightened themselves out and strutted towards me. Rebecca, the witch in the middle, fit the cliché model of a mean, dumb cheerleader only after boys. Blonde hair turned and curled into massive locks that framed a delicate face, blue eyes, lip-glossed pink lips shielded sparkling white teeth that always had peppermint gum between them, a sleek, curvy body that drove guys gaga and legs that went on for miles.

Natasha's POV I’m standing in the blazing sun with my cheerleading team, sweat dripping down my back, pom-poms clashing like plastic cymbals. I smack my hands together. “Alright, ladies! Today we’re going to slay! And by slay, I mean look perfect while not dying!” Lisa, my right-hand girl, gives me a thumbs-up while juggling two pom-poms in her hands. I roll my eyes, but she’s my little chaos generator, so I let it slide. Alicia, of course, is already bouncing around like a caffeinated squirrel.

We have each other, and that’s enough. “I still can’t believe we didn’t get carded.” Faye is breathless as she fixes her teeny-tiny red mini-dress, rolling it down her thighs while balancing on those heels. She looks amazing with her smooth tan skin and big gray eyes, and I have to admit, being the head cheerleader for our football team may come with a price, it’s definitely taking a toll on her social life, but her body’s banging so it’s totally worth the bullshit high school politics she has to put up with. “Security is loose here.” I flip my hair to one side and roll my own mini-skirt down. It’s all black lace and barely covers my ass, and the worst part is that it’s not even mine.