Novel & Cerita Tg Cheerleader

"We were but something came up and I had to bail. I hope she doesn't flake out on me I really need to pass that class or coach is going to bench me." "I'm sure she has a good reason." She looked around as if searching for her friend with a worried look creasing her brow. Across the way there was a group of very unhappy cheerleader types. I caught the glares and the upturned noses, but decided to keep it cool since I was going to be trying out for the squad later and didn't feel like dealing with the drama. I've been cheering since middle school and never had a problem making the squad, but I know how these things work. There's a hierarchy that rivals the royal houses of Europe when it comes

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.

"He plays quarterback like a pro, and then sweet talks the school's prettiest girl into going to the dance with him tomorrow. I'd better keep an eye on this boy, or he'll have my job before Christmas." "Melissa, did you see the look on the faces of all the cheerleaders when that boy made a beeline for Christine? It was so funny to watch, even though my daughter, Molly, is one of the cheerleaders," added Sally Fields. "This just might help curb that entitlement attitude the girls have developed. The team quarterback went out with the class valedictorian. That is just priceless."

Alex POV. After the game, we had a celebration, how cool is that, I get to go with the team and celebrate for real, even Tasha was there with us, she gave me a big hug and whispered something in my ear. "You do know that all the cheerleaders are jealous of you right now" she says making my eyes go wide. "Why?" I whisper back, my curiosity getting the best of me even in a restaurant filled with people. "You had hugs from each of their crushes," she says before starting laughing when she saw my shocked face, she bent in and gave me a quick peck on the lips.

Irresistible. He's got to be at least six-foot-four, and I'm barely over five feet tall, and incredibly petite. I have to be, since I'm the girl at the top of the pyramid. I'm the girl getting tossed into the air to do flips. I'm the leader of the pack, and I'm good at what I do. Good enough, in fact, to get a full ride to mapletown College on a cheerleading scholarship. That also sets me apart from my classmates, who are all here to study and become scientists, professors, doctors, all those boring careers that brainy people do.

] The chat lit up with cheers and a parade of brown-nosing: Keith was a genius, the department unbeatable. Yvette even slid into my DMs with a smiley face. [Ella, don't be mad, okay? I'm just thinking of the team.] I forced a smile, left her on 'Read', and shut the chat. I had had enough.

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.

As always, people glanced my way intrigued, partly scared, and the rest puzzled at how Cassain could be so devoted to me. I noticed my friends seated at our table, yet before I reached halfway there, a few people obstructed my way. Cheerleaders. An entire squad of them. Looking like storm clouds with an overpowering smell of coconut oil. At the heart of it all stood Alyssa Chadwell. Leader of the rival team’s cheerleaders, girlfriend of the quarterback, who once attempted to ask me on a date and seemingly the head of Poor Decisions Incorporated. She crossed her arms. Flashed me a charming poisonous grin.

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.

What the? Why is he looking at one of the cheerleaders?!