I ACTUALLY HAVE AN EXCUSE TO WHY I DIDN'T FINISH CHAPTER NINE OF HOME ALONE!
..Yeah. This is it. XD
I woke up on Sunday, and I was like.. hey, didn't I have a story hidden in my flashdrive (pfffsh, who uses those anymore XD [I'm such a nerd o.o]) somewhere?
And then I went and looked. And sure enough; I had it! It was called - "Cheerleading - Part One!"
OH MA ASDFGHJK. I FEEL LIKE I'M MAKING RYOU SO GAY IN THIS STORY, ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY.
But, if you think about it..
He's already gay. ^-^ (BAHAHAHAHA I GET IT [I suck at making jokes x-x])
So, without further ado (what does ado even mean?), here is this sucky beginning. FOR LACK OF A BETTER WORD, JUST READ IT XD
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"One! Two!"
I sigh heavily as I stare at them. The grass is all white, where kids graffiti the ground instead of walls. Here, it's the cool to actually do something stupid—although that's usually in every school, isn't it? A soft breeze comes from my left, some of my hair getting into my eye. As the wind dies down, I shift my hand into my pocket. I blink my green eyes. The cheerleaders. I don't have the nerve to go up there and ask if I can join, after all, I'm just a newbie at this school.
Might as well talk about myself, right? I'm newbie to this school. I was home-schooled because my (actually, my parents,) focus was only about gymnastics. When my coach told me that the only level left for me is the Olympics, I quit, and hopefully I can be a normal kid for once.
But when I joined another school's cheer leading team, well, it went downhill from there. So I quit, and moved to another city. Hopefully, I can restart my hopefully normal life.
"Three! Four!"
Oh wow. They're good.
I sigh again, and turn around. My shirt gets snag between one of the tree's branches, and I untangle myself. Well, might as well start walking to class. I step forward, and my foot sinks into the mud.
Did I mention that it's been raining?
..Yeah.
..It's been raining.
I pull my foot out, and my new shoes become intoxicated with brown slime. I shake off some of it. I groan in frustration.
"Hey! Kid!" Uh oh. Did I step on precious mud, or something?
"Yeah?" I turn around.
A good distance in front of me, is a big guy. Very big guy. Very.. big.. guy. His dark eyes bore into mine. "If you're a new person here, then let me lend you a hand."
Yeah. Right. I'll believe that.
I look carefully at his shirt. "Blood-cats, number 59." his pants have the word Blood-cats going down the sides. His shoes have cleats. His face is swollen, and sweaty. I look into his eyes. Cold and harsh words threaten to pierce me. I narrow my eyes slowly. "And what exactly do you mean by that?"
I shift my eyes, to one of the cheerleaders. They all have the same uniform, but they usually have different colors. She's the head-cheerleader, she has the red outfit. The colors are red, white, and black.
A girl next to her, one in black, just scoffs at me, and keeps talking. She has medium brown hair, reaching to about the end of her chin, and large blue eyes. Her cheer-leading outfit is too small for her, the black skirt ending so close to her hip bone it's practically a belt.
The head-cheerleader looks at me, and motions me to throw my backpack to her. I look back at the eight-ton guy, and I pick up my bag. Whoa, since when did I put so much stuff in here?
I make sure I have a good grip on it, and I throw it over his head. The red cheerleader catches it with ease. Maybe I should work out more. The sweaty guy turns around., and I start to run towards him. He looks back at me and puts out his hand as if to block himself. I grin. I jump over him, tumbling in the air and land sloppily next to the red cheerleader. She smiles.
The guy is now flat faced in a pile of dirt. Karma is fun.
"Wow. That was really good." She laughs.
I puff out my chest a little. "Thanks."
"You're really good! Do you do cheer-leading?"
"You could say that."
The co-head cheerleader scans me over, and the flips her brown hair. "Waste of my time."
I roll my eyes. "Actually, I used to do cheer-leading. But I quit last year, since, well, I'm a guy."
The girl in red gasps. She places her hands over her mouth as if to not suck in more oxygen. "But gender doesn't mean that you have to quit! If you're good at something, and you want to keep doing it, than keep trying!"
"Bella. Honestly. Don't waste TIME on this boy!" The girl in black groans. She rolls her eyes as she talks, and Bella gives her a cold stare.
"Anzu, don't say those things. That's not nice." Bella started to say, but I backed her up.
"Don't worry. It's okay. After all, I am new here. Anyway, thanks for helping me out."
"No problem.. uhm.. Say, what's you're name?" Bella asks me. Anzu growls, and stalks off, muttering about how bad life is, or some thing like that.
Bella's hair is so long, that even in the ponytail, it reaches her lower back. Her makeup seems as if it's natural to have cat eyes, from how it matches her tanned skin. The tan seems normal, also, not layers of tanning lotion on her face like some people (coughcough Anzu coughcough). She has long nails painted red to match her cheer-leading outfit. She holds out her hand friendly.
I smile, and shake her hand. "My name's Ryou. Ryou Bakura."
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WHY DONT I HAVE ANY CREATIVITY X-X
WHY DO THESE SPACES HATE ME X-X
Okay, I'm done ranting XD
Anyway, I hope I didn't waste your time with this. Honestly, if I were to read this (which I'm scared too XD) I would slap myself. WATASHI NO BAKA! (I'M SUCH AN IDIOT)
I'm not a cheerleader, nor am I a gymnast. So I'm going to have to wing it. Unless of course, there is someone kind enough to just join either of these sports to just tell me if I'm right or wrong..!
I have no life, so I don't play any sport. I lose XD
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