Goth Cheerleader Novels & Stories

I tell her. "Well she'll do anything to please your college brothers too" she smirked hr comeback andi groan. "Oh please" I scoff "Don't oh please me. Have you seen your brothers? Have you seen Jasper's packs and don't me started on Jacob biceps. They are every girl's wet dreams" she signed and I almost buffed "Ewww... Don't ever say that again" I tell her. Just then the assistant cheerleader comes and mentions the name and the first person goes.

Why the hell wasn't she listening to me? "I don't care about my fucking later years, Colby! I care about my present. You want to know something? When I was still overweight, I applied for cheerleading back in high school. Do you know what they told me? I'm fat! I'm fucking fat, and I won't be able to fit into their crop tops. They also said, 'How would I jump? How would they even lift me for the routines?' That was when I lost it and promised to come back better. And yeah, I did. I mean, look at me. I'm not only a cheerleader at Boston, but I'm also the damn captain of the cheerleading team! I need to be careful with my body now, or they'll all laugh at me and kick me off the team."

" William lost it. "You, obviously!" I yelled. I turned to Pamela, and she couldn't hold back anymore. "How dare you lecture me? What about you and that woman?" Pamela questioned. "She's my colleague. Pamela, you shouldn't even be at this charity gala. Go home. Stop embarrassing yourself," I snapped. Pamela was fuming.

Looked squeaky clean—just work stuff. But my gut said nah. So I checked his bank records. Boom. Transfers to Sabrina. $999. $1,430. And a bunch more. My chest tightened. He was cheating. I stared at the screen—our smiling faces felt like a sick joke. Derrick, the guy who used to act like I was his whole world, had betrayed me. I met Derrick when I was seventeen. My parents had just died, and some relatives dragged me up to Granton City.

The boys slap their helmets and shoulder pads against each other, while some silently make the sign of the cross from head to chest. As we approach the pitch, the Greystone Cheerleading Team, led by Ivy Watson, make their way off the field and down the tunnel, with a few students following behind. Among them, I spot Hayley, with Corey right behind her. They stop briefly to greet Shane and he whispers something to Hayley—something that wrings a deep, beautiful smile from her.

She purred. My face glowed, I like the sound of that “Really, I still got practice after school though, where do you want to meet?”. She smacked her lips in a slow motion. “Boys locker room, ten minutes top.” “Bet, I'll be there.” “Oh my goodness, look what the wind just blew in, if it isn't Solene Greasely, Brooklyn's dork freak.” Becca giggled. The other cheerleaders around joined in the mockery.

The camera swept over my face, and the netizens made snide remarks about my looks. [Who’s this fat and old hag?] [Goodness, how can someone just drag a random person to impersonate Emery? They must be super desperate to marry into a rich family!] Seeing how Gorgon was looking at me with disgust on his face, I took out the cufflinks. “You gave me these that night! You said I could use them when I came to find you.” When people online saw the cufflinks, comments started flooding in. [She does kind of look like Emery Chase. She could be her mother.]

the cheerleader girl called me by my last name for no shitty reason. I gave her my cutest smile and said nothing as they settled down and had their ass clued to the chair and their eyes searching for something on Ann and my face. "You said you know something"? Lex asked curiously at the cheer leader who was chewing halfway on her pizza and she nodded her in affirmation. What the hell does she know? "I can feel a lot of gayness a.k.a. gay spirit all around" she said amusingly, and they both chuckled" I lowered my head to stare at my shoes blankly, God I'm so shy

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.

In my regular, non-preacher voice I say, as calmly as possible, "Take it from me, the worst thing you can do is look down." Very slowly, she turns her head toward me, and I know this girl, or at least I've seen her in the hallways. I can't resist: "Come here often? Because this is kind of my spot and I don't remember seeing you here before." She is cheerleader popular. One of those girls you would never think of running into on a ledge six stories above the ground. With features almost like a China doll. Large eyes, sweet face shaped like a heart, a mouth that wants to curve into a perfect little smile. She's a girl who hangs with guys like Noah Thomson, soccer team star, and sits with Court