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Flagrant Foul

Chapter 4

This is the second most exciting indoor sport, and the other one shouldn't have spectators.
- Dick Vertleib

It was safe to say cheer practice was not my favorite time of the day. I have shed a lot of blood, sweat and tears on that gym floor. I can only hope it will all pay off when it really counts. Granted my body was becoming toned and my coordination was getting pretty good, still it wasn't worth the torture Rose and Alice subjected us to daily. To make matters worse, not once have I had the pleasure of watching the boys basketball team practice. They had been meeting at five in the morning to do their practices so we could have full use of the gym in the afternoons. I was desperate to see my man in action, but nothing on earth was worth getting up that early in the morning for, just sayin.

I was about to get my chance to see if all our hard work had in deed paid off. The kickoff of our Basketball season was this Friday night. It was the first game of the season as well as our first home game, so not only did I have the pressure of cheering I had the added pressure of cheering in front of everyone in my home town. But before we could showcase our cheer skills for the entire town we had to make it through our first Pep rally.

So that is how I find myself standing on the court sideline in my miniskirt holding freaking pompoms just before the last period of the day. I looked down at my uniform once again and cringed. Alice did the best she could, but there just wasn't much you could do with snot green and McDonald's yellow colors. My top had the word Spartans plastered across my chest and it was so tight it pushed my boobs clear to my chin. So okay maybe that wasn't a bad thing. The skirt, if it could be considered that just barely covered 'my special place'. I tried once more to pull it down a bit then immediately regretted it. If I pulled it much further I would be sporting a plumbers crack. Why in the hell cheerleader uniforms had to be so trashy I will never know.

The dreaded last period bell rang and it didn't take long for the entire student body of Forks high to pile into the gym. I could feel myself growing nauseous, and immediately slumped over grabbing my stomach. Yeah I was so about to puke all over the freshly waxed floor. Alice sensing my delima grabbed my arm and pulled me to the water fountain demanding I drink. If only I had thought ahead and spiked the water supply with Vodka.

Alice was at least considerate enough to let me get a few gulps in before she began her tirade."Bella don't you dare fucking do this, not now."

"Alice, I ...I just don't think I can do it. It's just not me... it's to much, to many people."

"Bella." Alice seethed then took a deep breath. "Pull yourself together. You can do this, and you will. You have practiced so much you could do these routines in your sleep. You know the moves, you know the cheers, and you are surprisingly really good at it."

I still wasn't convinced, and was searching for the nearest exit when Alice snapped her fingers in front of my face. Yes she actually snapped at me.

"But the biggest reason you are going to do this is right over there." She said pointing her evil twiggy finger in the direction of the opposite end of the gym.

I turned my attention to the guys walking in wearing their jerseys. The Basketball team was making their grand entrance, and I must say they looked damn good while doing it. All of the guys faded away except for one. The one. And holy Hell did he look good in his kacki pants and basketball jersey. As though he could sense me looking at him, he snapped his head in my direction and he got the biggest, goofiest, most beautiful smile on his face that I had ever seen.

While his attention didn't really help my nerves I knew there was no way I could back out now. He knew I was on the squad and he had told me he was looking forward to seeing me more. If that isn't motivation, I don't know what is.

The crowd of students erupted in shouts and hollers as the boys team jogged out onto the court. The energy in the gym couldn't be contained and I couldn't help but get more into it as the spirit grew. Everyone was excited about the new season. Our boys team was one of the best in the region and there was no doubt they would make it to state this year. Even those that were not that into basketball looked forward to the season because of the parties, pep rallies, and fund raisers that would be held throughout the season.

The guys ran around the gym goofing off and shooting baskets and I found myself actually looking forward to tonight. I could just envision Edward's toned body once he shed the pants and replaced them with the baggy shorts. I could just see the sweat dripping from his body as he pushed himself up and down the court. The muscles in his arms flex as he passed the ball. The way his calf's would tighten when he made a jump shot.

Just as I was turning into a puddle of goo the music started and I knew that was our cue. We all rushed onto the court taking our spots and beginning our dance routine. The energy from the audience grew as we shook our asses all over the place. The guys made their way to the chairs right in front of us, where they would be sitting for the game. If I am being completely honest I did shake my ass a little more than necessary once I was aware that Edward was watching.

We finished our dance routine and moved on to some of the new cheers we had been practicing. We were basically just doing the routine that we would be doing at halftime tonight. We had practiced them so much I surprisingly felt at ease, even in front of all of these people.

We ended our pep rally by doing a few group cheers with the crowd and throwing some small plastic basketballs with the Spartan logo on it into the crowd.

The final bell rang signaling the end of school and the students fled like there was a outbreak of gonorrhea spreading throughout the bleachers. I couldn't blame them though. Had it not been mandatory for me to spend my afternoon here I would be just as ready to get out of school for the weekend. But as it was, I would be staying here with the rest of the squad to make some more banners and help decorate the gym for the official kickoff of our season.

Alice had told us to go ahead and take a few minutes for a break, and gather our things from our lockers then meet back in the gym to start working on our signs. Oh joy I get to play with glitter with a bunch of bimbos for the next two hours.

Angela and I stopped by the vending machine on the way to our lockers. I needed some chocolate to replenish my energy after that pep rally.

Angela gave me a funny look as I grabbed my snickers and Mountain Dew. "What, I have low blood sugar." I told her defending my calorie intake.

She rolled her eyes, "I will never understand how you maintain such a great figure and eat junk like that all the time."

I ignored her and continued munching on on chocolaty goodness. Bitch was just mad she didn't have my metabolism.

She stopped waking and stepped behind me studying my backside for a minute. I tried to turn to see what she was doing but she grabbed my shoulders from behind holding me in place.

"Ang, what the hell are you doing?" I asked annoyed that she was holding me in place.

"It's just...well your ass does look kind of ...big." She answered with a chuckle.

"What?" I gasped trying in vain to get a look at my own ass.

"It could just be the skirt that makes your ass look big." She said trying to make me feel better.

Without really thinking it through I moved out of her grasp, set my drink on the ground and carefully put my snickers on top of it. I quickly stood and hiked my skirt up trying to get a closer inspection. "Is it bad big like Roseann Arnold or good big like J Lo?" I asked shaking my butt around a little.

Before she had a chance to answer there was a loud throat clearing to my left. Angela and I snapped our heads up so fast I am surprised I didn't get whiplash.

"I uh...I think it's just fine, great actually." Edward said fighting back a smile. "I would say even better than J Lo."

I had two choices here. Run away screaming, move to a different country, and pretend this never happened or take control of the situation.

"Really? Wow, thanks. Feel free to...you know.. look at it any time." Okay so maybe I wasn't so great at taking control of the situation.

He chuckled at my statement. "I ...uh think I might take you up on that." He ran his hand through his hair a few times obviously feeling a little awkward. "I wondered if I could talk to you for a few minutes?"

"Yes, sure, of course." I rattled off before gaining composure, "What's on your mind?"

"I uh.." He stalled clearing his throat. "Can you put your skirt back down, it's umm...a little distracting."

Had I really been flashing my ass to him this whole time? "Oh God, I am so sorry." I rambled while smoothing my skirt down then pulling the hem to try and make it appear longer.

This time it was Angela that broke out into hysterical laughter. I cut my eyes at her letting her know to shut the fuck up. I mean I did have bloomers on, it's not like I was full out mooning him jeez.

"I am just going to..." Angela trailed off.

"Go get your books from your locker?" I finished for her.

"Yes, exactly. " She exclaimed, way to fucking loud. "I will just meet you back at the gym in a bit."

"Okay" I drawled out hoping to convey how weird she sounded. "See you there."

Angela walked away leaving me to deal with the awkward tension alone. Awkward or not, I was alone with Edward and he wanted to talk to me, yes there was always a silver lining.

Trying hard to move past my previous butt show I started the conversation. "So...you wanted to talk to me?"

"Yeah, I just uh, wanted to tell you how great you looked out there today. I...um I mean we, all the guys, are lucky to have such great cheerleaders to support us. The energy you convey helps to get us going and get our adrenalin pumping so we are ready for the game. ."

I could definitely think of some ways to get his adrenalin pumping, and cheering was not my first thought. "Oh, well thanks. We try, I mean that's what we are there for right? It is kind of our job to bring the spirit. " I told him waving my finger in front of his face, hoping like hell he knew what spirit fingers were

"Yeah, I guess so. Still I just wanted you to know how much we appreciate it."

"Thanks." I said again while fingering the hem of my skirt. I briefly wondered if I flashed him again if he would tell me again how nice my ass was.

"So have you heard about the party at Crowley's after the game?" He asked while picking at the holes on his jersey.

Now he had my full attention."Yep, I have heard quite a few people talking about it. Sounds like it is going to be pretty big."

"Yeah, his parties usually are. So...are you...planning on going?"

I shrugged my shoulder slightly. "I haven't thought much about it." That was a lie. I had thought about it, I had been thinking about it for days and had already bought a new outfit and shoes to wear to it.

"I was just thinking," He paused running his hand through his hair yet again. Oh how I wished I was that hand. I bet his hair would feel magical running through my fingers, and then I could use my fingernails to lightly scratch his scalp just before I .." If you were planning on going, you could ride with me...if you wanted."

"Yeah that would be cool." that would be cool? What was I in seventh grade again? It was beyond cool it was monumental.

"Okay, cool." He was apparently adapting my seventh grade vocabulary. "I will meet you in the parking lot after the game."

"Cool." I said nodding my head. What the fuck is up with me?

"I guess I better let you get back to your friend, see you tonight Bella."

"Yeah, I better get going before they send out a search party." I chuckled. " See ya."

I started walking down the hall toward my locker before stopping and turning back towards Edward abruptly. He hadn't moved one inch, he was watching me walk away, well watching my ass to be exact.

He knew he had been caught but instead of acting embarrassed he just shrugged his shoulders. "You did give me permission."

I had to laugh. "Good luck tonight Edward."

"Thanks, see you later." He said then turned to walk towards the exit. Now it was my turn to admire his assets, permission be damed.

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