Softball Cheers Novels & Stories

A group of cheerleaders made their way out, choreographing to a song they sang with a beat playing. The girls walked to us. "Coach Killian!" "Professor!!" "Oh goodness, you're back!" "We thought you'd miss the game!" "I did some strength practice." "Are we going to lose?" Their voices chorused in my ears all at once causing me to grin. To be honest, I didn't think I bonded with them long enough to get such grand welcoming but I don't think they enjoyed their time with Liz. It must be the reason they're glad to see me.

Touchdown. South Hartvale High erupted. The stadium shook with cheers, chants, and applause. Patty jumped up and down, laughing and cheering uncontrollably. She hugged her uncle tight. Emma’s voice joined the chorus, clear and triumphant, and Allen felt an overwhelming rush of pride and relief. They had done it—they had won.

Hayley looked out across the sea of people and smiled. "Today is a huge day for our league. From the day this league was founded until now, we've weathered more storms than I can count. In that way, we're no different from the couples standing here today. No matter how hard the road has been, what waits ahead of us will be better." A few people were already crying. "Long live Ms. Reid!" "Long live the league!" "Long live Ms. Reid!" The cheers rolled together like thunder, echoing across the entire city.

Track and field, swimming, diving, competitive cheerleading, gymnastics, and rock climbing are the only ways we can compete without risking injury to humans, or exposing our secret. Today, Silas joins me on the outdoor track for high hurdle practice. As we run through our warm-up drills, my eyes drift over to the stadium turf. Bella and the rest of the varsity cheerleading squad are running routines. She’s a flyer. Watching her get tossed into the air, I chuckle to myself, wondering if she actually followed my orders to the letter. If she isn't wearing anything under that tiny skirt, the male cheerleaders basing her are in for one hell of a show every time they look up. "Why are you chucklin

…Rowland's pov… As the cheers echoed throughout the arena, a wave of excitement and joy washed over us. The voices of our pack members rose in unison, their enthusiastic shouts filling the air with a symphony of celebration. It was a chorus of love and support, a tangible manifestation of the bonds that united us all. "Rowland and Freya! Forever together!" I heard a voice cry out, the words carrying a deep sense of happiness and anticipation. The cheers grew louder, their collective energy fueling our spirits and igniting a fire within our hearts.

I'm cheering and shouting, and maybe it helps because slowly, by two points, and sometimes three, CCMS inches ahead and begins to build a lead. Cheering more, I'm saying the names of Syl, Lu, and Keito. They're all a little huffed and sweaty, but they're also holding up their thumbs at the crowd, and each time that earns a deafening cheer and roar from CCMS. It seems to be going to the head of Lu and Sul a little too much, because after they work together to score another time they play with the cheering of CCMS by flicking their thumbs up and down like light switches.

I gently took her phone, my eyes scanning the live feed of the national sports registry. There, right beneath the breaking news banner detailing the dual signing of two elite college midfielders, was a secondary press directive from the Vanguard Entertainment and Spirit Division. OFFICIAL SELECTION ANNOUNCEMENT: UNITED FC PRO-CHEER EXHIBITION SQUAD The Vanguard Athletics Group is pleased to confirm the contract extensions and professional enlistment of the elite regional cheer delegation. Joining the tier-one United FC Spirit Circuit for the upcoming competitive year AMBER L. WELLS (FLYER / CHOREOGRAPHY DIRECTIVE)

“Didn’t think you’d actually show up. You’ve got that ‘too cool to cheer’ energy.” I let out a soft laugh. “Well, that’s a first.” “I’m glad you decided to try out. Cheer needs fresh faces,” she says, the warmth in her voice perfectly balanced with practiced composure—like she’s already decided how this will go. “Just hold on for a couple minutes. You’ll audition soon.” “Alright,” I nod, heading for the bleachers. I toss a quiet greeting to the girl beside me and settle in, watching the others try out.

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.

“Cheers, baby.” Another squeeze in my chest and I inhaled a shuddering breath. Seeing this scene unfold hit me right into my soul. Sierra only offered that greeting sign to people she liked. And he played right along with it. Some people offered weird looks, but not Chance. God, he seemed to be good at everything. Except emotional attachment. “Me too. Me too,” Saoirse exclaimed, wanting to be part of the exchange. Next thing I knew, they were all cheering thumbs. I could record this moment, and play it over and over again, making my chest swell.