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Couples – Naley, Leyton, Brulian

(Haley's POV)

(The Next Day, After School)

Today was pretty much like any normal day, well at least for me it was. Luke, however, got so many glares you wouldn't imagine. I'm guessing this is because he joined the basketball team. I mean basketball is practically religion in this town. I've made my way from my locker to the locker-room during my mind-rant, somehow. I enter and change quickly; I really don't want to be late on the day of my first practice. When I enter the gym for practice I'm the third person here (after Brooke, and Peyton), and I start stretching. Once finish Brooke comes over to me and says "It's a good thing you came early because I wanted to ask you what stunting position you are."

"Well, I have experience in all of them; however I have the most experience and think I'm better at flying than the other positions," I answer.

"Actually that is perfect, we needed a flyer; the one we have now really isn't flexible and is way too tall."

"Well, I guess it worked out well," I joke and shoot her a smile.

"What is she doing her," I hear a loud, squeaky, voice screech. I turn around to see Rachel Gattina. She can't stand me, and it reins true vice-versa. I predicted her to have a reaction similar to this. A while ago, when we were back in middle school, We both were trying-out for the cheer-squad and through-out the whole practice time where we learned the dance and cheer, her and her followers were insulting my cheerleading, and my looks, once the squad results were posted she was even worse than before; I made it, but she didn't and she blamed me and not her horrible cheerleading. Long story short, she's practically tortured me with it for years.

"I'm assuming that you are referring to Haley, and in regards to your question, Haley is our newest flyer," Brooke informed her.

"We are short a base Brooke, not a flyer," Rachel replied rather rudely

"Well, being that you are too tall, and not nearly flexible enough to be a flyer, she is going to replace you when you become our new base."

"WHAT! No I'm not a base and anyway what makes you think that she'd be any better."

"Well, both Peyton and I saw her, but if you want we could always show you now," Brooke tells her. She motions for me to go over to her, I comply. "Me and Bevin will base, while Peyton will backspot."

"Bevin and I," I correct quietly to her and she laughs. We start with a prep than move to a full-lib, Brooke trades holding on to my left foot to right foot and we do a fortune-cookie. Once we come down I can see the shock painted on Rachel's face; I guess she always thought I suck at cheer; I smirk.

"That was great, Hales," Brooke tells me. Then she addresses the whole squad "We are going to make a new routine." Soon enough she has three separate stunt groups, a killer tumbling pass, and an awesome cheer and dance.

After practice Brooke and Peyton come up to me. "Haley, since we barely know each other; Peyton, Bevin, you, and I should have a slumber party," Brooke asks me if I'm in.

"One sec. I have to check with my mom." I call her and she tells me sure and that's what I tell her.

"How about I drive you home, you pack up the stuff you need, and we can head over to my house."

"OK, let me just tell Luke that he doesn't need to give me a ride home."