SWEET SPOT
“You know Aida said we would be cheerleading this weekend in the field.”
I grunted, poking at my fries. “Gosh, after that day, I hope we won’t cheerlead anymore?”
“Yeah, we are just helping them for that day,” Susie replied.
“Okay then. I should actually be thankful that I was cleared off my shift this week.”
Susie smiled. “That’s actually good for you.”
“I know, right?” I chuckled, taking a sip of my soda. The cold fizz felt refreshing after the long morning.
“But does your mom know yet?” Susie asked, lowering her voice a little.