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Okay, first, the PC is in 10th grade, to save you guys the confusion. I really hope you guys enjoy this, I have had the idea in my mind, for seriously like three weeks now, and I've been planning, and thinking since then. Anyways, I really hope you guys enjoy this, and reviews are greatly appreciated!
"Okay girls! Let's go over the routine one more time!" My coach yells.
I stand straight at the front of the row, alongside my fellow cheerleaders. The music starts playing, and we begin.
I stick my landing of my backhand spring, and I get ready for my bases to lift me in the air. I close my eyes, and jump, relying on my two bases, and back spot to keep me up. I continue the routine, and I look into the bleachers. I see Landon sitting there, supporting me through the whole thing. I smile, and jump up for my triple twist.
I am caught, and I get up, getting ready to do my areal.
When the routine is over, I am on top of the pyramid, and I can feel my heart pounding.
"Okay great job girls! That's the end of today, hit the showers!"
My feet hit the ground with a stomp, and I walk over to the benches, my ponytail bouncing with my every move.
"Great job Massie! You did a great job at sticking your landings today!" My coach says, walking beside me.
"Thanks!" I say, flashing my winning smile.
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"Wow, I'm so surprised how amazing my girlfriend is at cheerleading." Landon says, coming up from behind me and hugging me.
"Thanks babe!" I reply kissing him.
"I gotta go to class, but I'll meet you after football practise, you'll be there, right?"
"Of course I will! I wouldn't miss any opportunity to see my boyfriend play!" I say, and he smiles, kissing me on the cheek.
Then he walks off, and I am walking alone again, clutching my U.S. History book against my chest, with my A&F tote dangling from my shoulder.
"Hey girly!" Alicia says, coming up from behind me.
"How was practise?" Claire says coming to the other side of me.
"Hey Leesh, and great Claire!" I reply.
I feel my iPhone vibrate, and I pull it out.
"Ohh! A sweet little text from Landon?" Leesh cooes
I sigh, and when I look over at Claire, I can see her checking my screen, I pull my phone to my chest, and I give her a look telling her to back off. She looks away quickly, focusing on the floor.
"No, just Dyl, reminding me to pick up the streamers to decorate Kristen's locker on her birthday. Oh yeah, Claire, did you book the caterer for her surprise birthday?"
"Done! I also made sure they got Kristen's favourite shrimp."
"Great! I'm going out for her birthday tonight, Massie, you wanna come?" Alicia asks.
"Sure, I need to pick up a few more things anyways!"
"Kay, meet let's all meet at my house after dinner." I say.
"Kay!" Claire and Alicia say in unison.
"Well I have to go, history is waiting!" I say, and I take off, running up the stairs as fast as I can in my dark wash juicy skinny jeans.
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The wind is forceful, so I pull on my Victoria Secret Pink hoodie. I'm all alone in the bleachers, but I still give Landon my winning smile whenever he looks up at me.
I glance down at my phone and see the time. 5:29. Practise was over at 5:30.
When I look up, I see the team leaving their little huddle, and I run down each step to get down to the field.
"Great job out there babe! I don't get why they don't make you captain! You're so the best on the team!" I say to Landon as soon as I get there to the field.
"Yeah right. I was horrible. Anyways, want to hang out tonight?"
"I'm sorry, I can't. I'm going out with the girls."
"You're always out with the girls! You never have time for me!" Landon says, raising his voice.
"That's not true baby! I always have time! Just not today! We're going shopping for Kristen's birthday bash!"
"Yeah. Okay. How do I know you're not sneaking around with other guys! There's probably thousands of guys in this school who would wanna fuck you!" He says, yelling now.
"LANDON! No! Stop jumping to conclusions! No, I need to go home. Just. Talk to you tomorrow."
When I turn away, Landon grabs my wrist and turns me around, and when he lets go, I can see red marks on my wrist.
"This isn't over."
"Yes. Yes it is. It's not like you haven't made mistakes in the past too. I on the other hand have never cheated on a guy, and I never will. I have to go home." I reply, before running off.
I run to my car, and stand there crying.
I turn my head and I see Derek Harrington, captain of the football team standing there at his car wide eyed.
"Uhh take a picture, it will last longer!" I say, walking past him.
He grabs my wrist, and I turn around and he lets go. "Are you okay? Landon gets angry mad around playoffs."
"Yeah." I say, fixing my hair. "I'm fine. Thanks for asking." I say, turning around to leave.
"Bye." Derek says, heading into the showers.
I sigh as I walk to my car. Was it just the playoffs? Landon had been acting cocky lately. Sometimes, he didn't even reply to my texts.
I shrug it off, opening my car door, and stepping in. I turn on the engine, and the song Drops of Jupiter by Trian comes on. I pull out of the school parking lot, and head straight home.