Hsm Cheerleader Novels & Stories

"Hi, I'm Amy Hoser and I'm here at Phi Lambda Pi to be initiated into the cheerleaders' sorority. These are my initiators," she said, turning and indicating with both arms as the camera panned back. "Hey, isn't that dad and the basketball team?" Sheri asked, recognizing them from a photo that adorned her father's dresser in his bedroom. "Yeah, the starting five," Charles confirmed. "I'll start with you," Amy said, moving over and kneeling in front of one of the players, a very tall black guy.

“Everyone’s going. And before you get ideas, it’s not optional. Hockey team. Cheer squad. You’re in the cheer squad, so congratulations, you’re invited.” She doesn’t smile, doesn’t bother to make it sound friendly. It’s obvious she hates even saying the words to me. If it wasn’t some mandatory team thing, I know she’d never bother. Serene giggles into her phone. Tara looks me up and down. Sasha’s eyes flick, satisfied. “Great. See you there. Wear something that isn't a hoodie or a checkered shirt.” She pivots and clips away. Blaire mutters, “I hate her.”

I looked up to see a big banner that read "WELCOME BACK TO XAVIER HIGH" I looked around to see the same familiar faces. I even saw the two girls who hated me the most, Cassandra and Fatima. They are both seniors on the cheerleading team and both of them wanted me dead. Why you ask? Because they both want my boyfriend. Cassandra Sanchez is head cheerleader and one of my mortal enemies. Everyone just call her Cassandra for short. She has blue green hair and brownish grayish eyes. Fatima Rosales is her best friend and second in command for cheerleading. Fatima has dark skin, green eyes, and messy short blonde hair which have three braided locks. Both girls have perfect curved bodies and huge bo

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.

Most of the tables were already occupied by rich looking kids some of them typing away at their iPhones, others picking at their food or probably talking about whose Dad was richer or who bought the latest limited edition shoes. Leigh couldn’t stop herself from scoffing. In her opinion, they were highest circle of delinquents. She spotted the cheerleaders pretty fast given their uniform blonde hair -- yes, all of them had dyed their hair a shocking blonde-- and super tight crop top over jeans. Leigh wondered how anyone could breathe over something that tight, confining and damaging to the ribcage. She was still stewing over the damages of super tight tops to the ribs when she noticed one of

After all, he was a Donovan, and they were the ones I was here to spy on. As I was about to leave, I heard a loud cheer from across the courtyard. I turned my head and saw a group of cheerleaders waving pom-poms and shouting at the top of their lungs. They were led by a stunning girl with long, curly hair and sparkling blue eyes. Sana Donovan.

The carefree moments when we could just be ourselves and let that true identity show. The band started playing the school song and one by one, the principal first annnouced each cheerleader with cheers from the crowd. I captured multiple photos of each as they entered, either cheering or tumbling or both. I managed to snap a few extras of my girls, too. Vanessa was announced last as Head Cheerleader and I know I had one amazing shot of her giving me a wink with a smile. I could see Danny buying that one to drool over.

"It looks like the cheerleaders are doing just that. Look at those shameless hussies hugging Mitchell and kissing his cheeks. We need to get you down there to stake out your claim. Let's go." "No, Hailey. I'm not going to make an ass of myself in front of those bimbos. I told you that he'd have all kinds of pretty girls after him. It just happened faster than I had anticipated. I never dreamed he'd be such an athlete. Let's go home," added an obviously dejected Christine as she started down to the exit.

I tilted my neck, straining to see the television that the school had placed there. “Hi there Grimsborrow high, it’s your cheer captain Anastasia. I know it’s hard to believe I’m the one making this video but the Reapers desperately need your help. We need you to bring your best cheer spirit to the Hawkins stadium tonight at Patrick’s county. I may be the school’s greatest cheerleader but I can’t carry the team spirit on my own. So if you love the Reapers. And you want our awesome streak of winning to continue, then I need you to buy our team’s merch. And be as loud as you can to cheer them. I’d say go Reapers, but I’ll leave that for you guys.”

Billy smiled and laid back on the gymnasium bleacher as Becky Kennedy, captain of the girls cheerleading squad sucked on his cock. He moaned softly and reached down, running his fingers through her lush brown hair as her full red lips moved up and down his hard shaft. Becky was dressed in her cheerleading costume, a tiny flared skirt and tight yellow top with the school logo on. He could feel her big breasts brushing his thighs as her head bobbed over his lap, moving faster and deeper with each long suck she took.