A/N: Okay, so, most of you might get confused who's perspective is whose, so I might as well write who's talking each chapter so none of you get Selina confused with Alexa or Heather confused with Ella or Lana confused with Serena... you get the idea.

D/C: I DO NOT OWN THE WITCH SERIES! God, shall I spell that out for you? I even wrote in the biggest font possible.

I bet we all know whose perspective this is. The one and only Selina Rosen the Cheerleader.

And by the way, this is a day from now from the last chapter. So don't go thinking by the end of the chapter, 'man, this author is really confusing' and yeah...

That's pretty much it.

Chapter 3 — Cheerleader

After parting ways with my dear old friend Kelsey, who happened to be in sixth period class which was where I was heading. It was some dumb old wrinkly lady with the name Mrs. Fuchs or something stupid like that, I'm not so sure. Does it look like I keep track of every teacher I have each day.

No, so why did I have to go to school when I know I'm going to be bored to death by the end of the period.

Honestly, high school really does suck. But on the bad side, four out of the two classes were math and science.

But on the contrary, I have four classes either two of my best friends Kelsey Minerva and Sydney Braverman.

I mean, who in the right mind would be so excited with science and math? Not to mention that they were my weakest subjects. And to make the matters worse, I had math and science both three times per week. Now, who's laughing now? Did I not forget to mention that science and math were my weakest subjects?

Luckily, out of the four classes we were together, Syd and Kels were in together in fifth period. And even better, the subject was Art. Now, you probably are all wondering why the hell a popular cheerleader, such as I, would be so excited with Art.

Anyway, I wasn't just popular, cheerleader and came from a wealthy family. I was also a great artist and pianist.

Gasp. Now there's a shocker.

One of my best friends was Kelsey Angelica Minerva, but I called her Kels because I was too lazy to call her Kelsey. She had shoulder length brown hair and hazel eyes. She was about my height that would be considered pretty tall for my age. She was thin and pale, and her body was graceful as a cat I shall say.

As for Sydney, she had waist length blond hair and bright green eyes that always shone with amusement of some kind, about her life or her friends I was never so sure. She put her hair in a high ponytail which came out in a cascade of golden curls. Her bangs were on the side, so they well, stayed on the side. She looked pretty awesome as usual.

"And he also said hello! Can you believe it? Do you think that means that he likes me," Sydney said, her eyes lit up with amusement… which wasn't much of a surprise. "I could just melt when I look deep inside his deep blue eyes. God, are you listening, Selina? Steven said hi to me today! Do you think he likes me?"

"Would you shut it up with all the crap about Steven," Kelsey snickered. Ah, I might as well explain. Steven Desmond was the hottest boy in the entire universe, in Sydney's opinion of course. He had dark brown hair and deep blue eyes. And just like my boyfriend, Josh, he too had a built figure that landed him in the freshman football team.

"Not to burst your bubble but I hear he's currently dating this other cheerleader, I think her name was Dee or something stupid like that. What was it again, Kels?" I turned to my other best friend.

"Daysha or perhaps Shiloh or something stupid like that—"

"Hell no, I bet it was Cornie Carnielynn—"

"No, it was Kiandra Marissa—"

"Steven is dating another girl?" Sydney pouted. "How come I never knew about this,"

I only responded with a roll of my eyes. "God, where were you all this time? I thought you know that by now, since you're all obsessed with him and all."

But, then Sydney only denied it. "No! I like him and all, but I'm not obsessed."

"Then who's the one who keeps talking about—"

"Hello, everyone!" I was interrupted when some dumb blond lady came in. She was just as old and wrinkly as I predicted. She plastered a grin as if this was the best thing that happened to her dull old life. Come to think of it, it probably was. "My name is Mrs. Fuchs and I'm your health teacher!"

Hey, at least I got her name right.

"Oh, god. Isn't she suppose to be like, retired considering her age?" I started, trying to change the subject. Truth be told, I was a little sick of hearing how brilliant Steven was and how perfectly he was built. "I can't believe she's our Health teacher."

Kels seemed to catch my idea. "Fuchs. Wasn't that supposed to be the last name of a guy who was in the military?"

"Maybe she is married to some ex-officer in the military." I snickered.

"Humph," Sydney said, as she smothered her hair. "I wonder whoever this Daysha , whatever her name is. I'm going to make sure that I always get whatever I want."

"Oh, boy." Kelsey grumbled. "Here we go again!"

I tilted my head to the left to and whispered. "Doesn't she ever think about anything other than Steven?"

Kels snorted. "I don't think so.

"Alright, class!" Mrs. Fuchs said. "Let's settle down, now shall we?"

Kels just snorted once more. "Spare me the corny details,"

"True."

God that is why I love Kels. The girl can always make me laugh, even if we happen to be stuck in Health for sixth period and it was a possibility the teacher had the same last name as some military dude.

"Okay," The teacher grinned, completely oblivious to the chatter between the three of us. And I wanted it to stay that way. "As I go through the roll call, you will stand up and say a couple things about yourself so the next time we meet, you will have a good idea of what each person hobbies are."

"Like real we care," I snorted, "Does it look like we care, Syd."

"Nope, and neither do I." Sydney said. "I bet you that—"

Somewhere behind someone had said "Be quiet, I'm trying to learn!" Kelsey, Sydney and I exchanged surprised glances. Mrs. Fuchs started the roll call and scanned the top of her list. "Lynette Arman!" The Lynette girl stood up and quickly told us a brief story about her life. Like we gave a god dammit. After that, Lynette sat down.

Somewhere behind someone had said "Be quiet, I'm trying to learn!" Kelsey, Sydney and I exchanged surprised glances. Mrs. Fuchs started the roll call and scanned the top of her list, she squinted a couple of times before saying. "Amanda Bruhilda!"

Kelsey's narrowed as the Amanda girl stood up her exchanging annoyed glances with us. "Why does the name sound so familiar,"

"Huh," I asked, confused. Kelsey knew this girl? Why on Earth would Kelsey hang out with—

"Oh she was some loser in my Art class, I wondered what a nerd like her would be doing in Art class." Kelsey snorted.

Thank god.

But okay seriously, but Bruhilda? With that kind of name, it reminded be one of those big boned German woman skiing down the slopes of Alps.

And boy, and was I going to get one heck of a nightmare tonight.

"I bet you fifty bucks she was the one who told us to shut up with that look on her face." Sydney snickered, and while the Amanda girl was telling us how dull her boring life was, yet the teacher was still oblivious to our chatter. I knew that I wouldn't have any problems talking in class.

"Her last name reminds me of those—" Kelsey started but she was interrupted as the teacher said the next name after the Bruhilda girl sat down who was still glaring at us with her big huge green eyes.

"Sydney Braverman?" The teacher said, her eyes darting towards each and every one of us.

"Here!" Sydney chirped in feigning enthusiasm as she raised her hand lazily.

"Stand up, child, what a beautiful name you have." The teacher, Mrs. Fuchs complimented. Sydney gave her one of her unique fake smiles before she stood up, with her shoulders back and plastering another confident smile.

"Well, my name is Sydney Moon Braverman, but all my friends call me Syd. I've recently joined the cheerleading team, and I'm looking forward for joining the swim team as well. And of course, I'm into playing the flute." Sydney feigned yet another fake smile before sitting down in her respective seat.

After Sydney finished her little intro, Mrs. Fuchs called out name after name which seemed like forever, which was in my opinion excluding the people who actually wanted to learn until I slightly tuned out. I mean like, if she wasn't going to call my name. Why should I care? It not like I gave a damn about this class—

"Selina Rosen?"

"Here." I said in my most melodic voice

"Stand up, child and tell us a bit about yourself." Mrs. Fuchs said, titling her glasses on the bridge of her noise a bit as I stood up until all eyes were on me.

And I've got to tell you, I loved all the attention I was getting. Who wouldn't?

"My name is Selina Catherine Rosen, and surprisingly enough everyone else calls me Selina." I said, a hint of sarcasm in my voice. "Just like Kelsey and Sydney, I've also joined the freshman cheerleading team. I'm also into painting and drawing. I play tennis sometimes in my court."

Mrs. Fudge or Fuchs whatever her name was smiled at it, and then she went on with the next name until she called the last name. I predicted that there were at least more than thirty students in the class and she had managed to put six groups of five without singling out one desk.

Not bad.

Anyway Mrs. Fuchs started giving us a bunch of work sheets we'd have to complete for the next day, because she insisted that she wanted to see where everyone had difficulty with.

Seriously, I am one lazy person. I do all my homework two periods before it's due partially because I don't have the damn time to do it since I'm always busy and mostly because I'm too lazy to do it in class.

I even finish my projects nights before it's due and I cram for tests period before I have them. And the hilarious part of it is I get perfect in all of them.

Even in math, my worst subject in the entire universe. Most of the time, my mother doesn't even know half the time what's happening

And, don't forget science.

—

The rest of the class was insanely boring, I mean like come on, did you actually think that I was going to pay attention to a dumb old lady who was speaking something about god knows what?

To be honest, the rest of the class was insanely boring I almost drifted off to sleep. I mean like, come on, did you actually think a person like me was actually going to listen to a dumb old lady who happened to be our Health teacher (oh, scar me for life) and at the same time talking about god knows what?

No.

I didn't think so.

Good thing that Shaira just texted me.

And, what did I do, you say? I whipped up my new hot pink phone and put it on silent. Did you think I wanted to get caught? Mrs. Fuchs was still too engrossed in her lesson to even notice that I was texting in class, which is highly disrespectful in Fuchs belief. I glanced at my phone and it said.

Didn't Krista or Anna tell you?

Say what, rewind please. Krista or Anna tell me what? Questions were swarming around my brain now, I questioned myself has something happened? When I didn't find the possible answers I had quickly typed, No, still wondering what the heck Shaira was talking about. What are you talking about, anyway? I texted back waiting patiently, although it wasn't hard.

Because it didn't take Shaira long to text back.

Well… something has gone bad. Really bad.

My stomach lurched, I hadn't expected this. Well, I might as well as explain. Shaira Anderson was my best friend, we used to joke around and we were the most popular girl at my school Lincoln, I mean, my ex-school. My mother had decided to move from Lincoln to New York the idiot she is. Shaira has always kept me up to date what was usually happening back at my old school.

My hands were flying over the numbers on my phone. My text had said, What? What has happened, tell me!!

Shaira texted back as my phone had vibrated loudly, just as loud enough for Mrs. Fuchs to hear. I glanced at the blackboard, where she was discussing something I could care less and she was completely oblivious about the fact that Shaira was texting me. If she had to go through all that trouble texting me in the middle of class, something definitely bad has come up.

Well, Lara's back. And she wants to take over the school all over again.

My nostrils flared, how dare that low life even think of such a thing? Lara Ardeche was number one in my lists of enemies. And believe me, the girl was all about being vicious. But not as vicious as I could get if she didn't lay her petty claws off my school. Just a year ago, Shaira, Anna, Krista and a bunch of my other old friends had toppled Lincoln's most popular girl, which was Lara Ardeche and her petty entourage and after I was the most popular girl after that. Lara had left the school of course, but now she was back, and she was so going to pay for it. Nobody had dared to challenge me after that little incident a year ago, and that was not going to change.

What does that slut want? I've already told her to back off… looks like she didn't get the message. And she was going to pay for it.

Definitely! You are so going to visit us in the holidays. Aren't you? Shaira texted, I could almost imagine that puppy dog face on her.

Of course! You're the best friends any person could ever ask, I smiled for the first time Shaira mentioned that Lara was back.

And the bitch was so going down.

I quickly texted Shaira a nice good-bye and closed my cell and put it in my pocket, Lara was turning into a real problem. I mean, why did she bother coming back when she knew that I was going to hunt her down? I was going to call Shaira back, later on, so we can finish our chat. Meanwhile, my attention should be really focused on whatever Mrs. Fuchs was discussing.

You knew that I wasn't going to say that weren't you? Because anytime soon, she was bound to catch me.

Great, just great.

And then the bell rung, it was this really obnoxious sound and it was really getting on my nerves. But whatever, I grabbed my stuff and headed towards my locker that (thank the fates) it was close by. I grabbed my stuff for whatever I needed for the next period. Kelsey walked up to me and asked, "Hey, you okay? You seemed distracted."

Understatement of the year, much?

"Oh, nothing much." I said, lying through my teeth. "I'm heading over towards my next class, see you later, okay?"

Kelsey didn't seemed totally convinced but then said. "Okay, whatever. Sydney said that we have cheerleading after school. Don't forget, okay?"

Great, more classes to attend to. And it wasn't even the end of the day yet.

—

Yawning, I walked into my house, definitely ready to bring an end to the first day of high school. High school really does intend to suck. Not the beginning of course, seeing my boyfriend was definitely high on my priority list this morning. Not seeing my boyfriend for weeks has made me anxious these days before school started.

I walked into the kitchen, I was completely starving considering that I hadn't barely ate my lunch because partially I wasn't hungry then, I expected my mother to cook the food. Yeah, but the problem was…

That the food was no where to be found.

"Hey, mom, so are you cooking tonight," I asked, sounding tired.

My mother looked from the newspaper, and gave me one of those looks like she didn't give a damn what I wanted. And then she said in this snotty tone, "If you're so hungry go make it yourself, I didn't raise you all these years to be lazy. I swear you sound like you haven't eaten all day? Didn't you eat the lunch I packed for you this morning?"

Actually, I forgot.

Did you actually think I was going to say that out loud.

But, seriously, my mother can be such an uber bitch sometimes…

And then you're all probably thinking, that girl is sure rude calling her mother an uber bitch when she raised her and a bunch of all that crap? Well, you know my mother doesn't give a damn about her own child, and her only child I must add, so if she doesn't care about her only child, do you think she actually cares what I think?

No. And believe me, two can play that game.

A/N: So, you all finally got to see how things looked like in Selina's perspective. Do you all think Selina's still a major bitch with no life? I mean, she can be mean sometimes but that doesn't mean she doesn't have a heart. I got the name Kiandra Marissa and Cornie Carnielynn from my sister. She's a weird magnet I swear. Anyway, heads up. Here's a spoiler, well not much of a spoiler but anyway the next person's perspective is Crystal. She's also related to a certain former fire guardian. Can we all guess who that it?

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