Hsm Cheerleader Novels & Stories

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.

Shawn quirked a brow before hearing the clicking of heels behind him. The cheerleader plopped next to him with an intentional flick of her long black ponytail, dark blue eyes, and a forced smirk. "Hey. I'm Kayley!" "Shawn," he replied with a thin grin, Kayley grinned even wider. "So me and my gal pals thought to ourselves and we were like; 'oh my god, you look soo cute.' And cute guys have an all-access pass to sit with the Queenz. And not to be annoyed by this—drenched out, ginger ale broad." She said with a bouncy high voice, but hiding a venomous tongue, like all cheerleaders.

Well, at least she's seeing me again, that's a start. I'm waiting by the bleachers Monday afternoon, as the girls run through their cheers. Any one of them could star in a teen wet dream, and you'd get your rocks off. My gaze shifts between Amber and Jasmine for a few minutes, then I focus solely on Jasmine. My cock stirs; as I watch her long brown legs kick up her orange and white pleated skirt, exposing her shapely thighs. Her legs are well toned, and her thigh muscles ripple, as she kicks and jumps her way through the routines. Her cheerleader uniform fits tightly across her chest and she frequently pops her tits forward, as she jerks her elbows back and raises her arms. Glancing around,

She flashed her perfect white teeth before clearing her throat. "Welcome to Kingsley and Cedarwood's High basketball and women's volleyball championship," she announced with a voice that was like a melody. Claps and whistles resounded the place, echoing in every area of the gym. When it diminished, Shelby continued on. "This is Shelby Kingsley, founder of Kingsley High and I'm proud to present, our athletes." A huge grin plastered on her face, as the cheerleaders stood up from their seats and approached the court. They were all wearing a tight-fitted cropped top with a panther text above, and pleated black skirts that accentuated their long legs. I spotted Amanda with them, but Kourtney wasn

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.

The pristine blue mats had been carefully laid out in the center, bright lights glaring down from the high rafters. On the opposite side of the gym, I caught sight of Heather stretching on the mat, her signature golden locks pulled back into a severe ponytail. Today, she got to enjoy two roles that she didn’t deserve: cheer captain and combat management intern at once. She’d be doing her little cheer dances during the breaks and tending to the warriors when she wasn’t doing that. I failed to understand how anyone could properly juggle both, but I knew it was no use arguing. As if feeling my gaze on her slender body in her cheerleading uniform, she looked up. Her gray eyes met mine from acros

Her name tag read; Mia Carter. Rank 2 Strength: 6/10 The class erupted into laughter again and I felt my cheek hurt and I glanced at the teacher, expecting her to intervene but she said nothing as another girl joined in. She was seated beside Mia in the same cheerleading uniform. She had short wavy pink hair. I looked down at her name tag and she eyed me carefully. Tasha Greene. Rank 2. Strength: 5/10 They both looked flawless in perfect makeup, and legs crossed and straight posture like they were in a magazine shoot.