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Chapter eight: one girl revolution

Before I tell you what happened at school I think it's important that you know that the ride to school with Uncle Sam was a very uncomfortable. He kept snickering to himself and he was blasting the song crocodile rock by Elton John. I think he only did it to annoy me because I hate Elton with a passion.

I glared at Sam. He shrugged innocently. Sam had a bad habbit of being really annoying when he was trying to prove a point. I sighed and unbuckled my safety belt as we pulled into the paring lot. Sam parked and I jumped out of the car and practically jogged into the school to escape from Sam and Elton.

I went to my locker and grabbed my books. I knew I had gym first so I headed up the stairs. The worst part about getting to the gym is that you need to walk by the jock block. The jock block is a hallway where all the jocks hang out and lean on each others lockers. Its stupid, but embarrassing. They'll often torment you as you walk by.

I looked down at the ground as I rushed through the hall but I paused when I heard Nick Reed's voice. I hid behind the side of a red locker and listened in on his conversation.

"Nick, what the hell happened to your face?" a tall tanned senior called out. Nick shrugged and leaned against a random locker.

"I got hurt breaking into the Old Winchester place," he replied. Some kid laughed.

"What happened, did Ella's dad punch you?"

"Actually, Ella punched me." Nick admitted. I stood there opened mouthed as I listened to him.

"You let a girl punch you?" The senior laughed.

"Dude, she's hot. She can touch me all she wants." I heard Nick say. There was a moment of silence.

"Man, yeah she's okay looking but the girl is a freak! Looks aint everything." Another senior snapped.

"Who the hell cares what Nick thinks of Ella?" a blonde guy shouted out. Most of the jocks walked to class but Nick and the blonde guy stood starring at each other.

"Thanks Alex," Nick said.

"Nothing to it, but hey try to keep Ella on the lowest part of your priority list," Alex said. Nick sighed.

"Dude, I know. Its not good for people like us to get involved with people like her, I just found some comfort there." Nick muttered. Alex laughed.

"Well, we better go to Algebra." They walked off talking to each other. I walked glumly to gym and participated in the hell that was volley ball. After that most off the day was a blur.

I walked into the cafeteria and head towards the pizza line. After receiving my slice of Cheese pizza I took my normal seat at a small table in the corner of the cafeteria. I ate my pizza slowly. It had a saucy aftertaste but other than that it was good. I was startled by somebody pulling out a chair and sitting across from me. I looked up and Saw a smiling Nick starring at me.

"Mind if me and my friend join you?" he asked. I saw Alex walk over and sit down next to Nick.

"Do I have a choice?" I asked coldly. Nick laughed. He starred at me while I ate. I noticed him nor was Alex eating.

"Aren't you two hungry?" I asked. Alex shook his head.

"No we've got a huge game tonight. We're all too nervous to eat, besides we go to an all you can eat buffet after the game," He replied. I shrugged.

"Why don't you guys go sit with your Jock friends, I think I'm just going to end up boring you," I muttered. Nick shrugged.

"Well, the rest of the team has a different lunch period and the only other people we would be sitting with are the cheerleaders," He said. Alex grinned.

"Yeah, those hot bodies." Alex said.

"And short skirts," Nick said.

"And big boobs," Alex said again. Both boys started laughing.

"And little brains," I said coldly. Nick and Alex raised their eyebrows.

"Ella, you should be a cheer leader," Nick said. I snorted.

"Sorry, but just saying the word cheer leader makes me loose two IQ points," I replied. Alex laughed.

"Well, you look built enough to do all this flipy things and such." He said. I narrowed my eyes.

"If I do cheerleading I want you two to streak across the foot ball field," I said sarcastically. Alex and Nick looked at each other.

"Done," they said together. I raised my eyebrows.

"I was kidding." I said. They looked a little disappointed, what kind of people wanted to streak?

"Well, I guess I'll just say this since no one else will. Nick likes you, Ella. And if you were a cheerleader it would make dating each other much simpler than if you were just you." Alex said simply. I narrowed my eyes.

"I don't change for anyone!" I said. He shrugged.

"You don't need to change, I just think that cheering will be good for you either way. Think about it Ella, party invites, daily practice, games, competitions, and team outings. That's like seventy five percent more social activity in you life. And no offence you could use it." Alex said.

"I don't know," I muttered.

"Please," Alex begged with big silver eyes. I sighed.

"I guess," I said. Alex and Nick grinned at each other.

"Great, we already signed you up. Tryouts are today after school. Hey, I'll even give you a ride home!" Alex said. I gasped.

"You already signed me up!" I yelled. They grinned innocently.

"Well, look at the time. Come on Nick, its time for quantum physics!" Alex beamed.

"Dude, do you even know what quantum physics is?" Nick asked. Alex shrugged.

"Well, let's go learn what it is!" Alex jumped up and dragged Nick with him.

After school I borrowed Nick's cell phone to call my dad and tell him that I was trying out for a team. I didn't really tell him which team though. I grabbed my gym clothes and changed. As I walked out into the gym I felt a wave of nervousness and turned back around but Nick grabbed my arm.

"Come on don't quit now," he said. I shook my head.

"This was a stupid idea, and I hate my legs." I muttered. I starred down at my scrawny legs. Alex widened his eyes.

"I don't," he muttered. I narrowed my eyes.

"What made you think I'd say yes anyways?" I asked. Alex shrugged.

"My smile, my charm, my good looks," he said.

"No, Seriously." I said coldly. Nick started laughing. I turned back around and walked on to the blue mat. Many other girls were there for team tryouts as well. Suddenly the song one girl revolution played through the gym. I cringed at the preteen kiddy music. A tall thin blonde woman stood In front of us.

"When your name is called come forward and show us what you got. If I like what I see I'll give you some direct stunts to do." She informed us. Many girls were called and a lot of them broke out in flips and cartwheels. A few of them just did some sad jumps.

"Ella Winchester," the blonde woman called. I stepped forward and tried to smile. The only things I really knew athletically were hunting strategies my Father had taught me. I could so a cartwheel and a back hand spring but other than that I was screwed.

I did three cartwheels and four back handsprings. Then I stopped and walked back to my place on the mat.

"Winchester, you are aware we are the best squad in the state, right?" the woman called out. I nodded.

"I've heard that." I shouted. She nodded quite amused with my temper.

"Your try out was lame and unoriginal," she said singling me out. I blushed.

"Well, sorry but there's no much else I can do, this doesn't take to much brain power!" I snapped. A few girls widened their eyes. The couch raised her eyebrows.

"Are you afraid of heights?" she asked me. I rolled my eyes.

"No," I said. I was never afraid of heights. Actually I sort of lived for them. My dad use to take my cliff climbing a lot and I would never get scarred, One of the few benefits of being a Winchester.

"Good, you're a flyer!" She called out. I shrugged.

"What the hell is that?" I asked. A few girls snickered.

"It's the girls that get thrown in the air," the couch said simply.

"Oh, cool. Can I leave now?" I asked.

"Practice tomorrow after school," she called as I began to leave. Nick and Alex appeared by my sides.

"Go Ella!" Nick cheered.

"Ella's a smoking hot cheer babe now," Alex teased. I back handed him in the chest forcing him to get the air knocked out of him.

After I got changed Alex and Nick drove me home. I walked in to the house to see Sam and My dad cleaning guns in the kitchen. I waved.

"Hey, what's going on?" I asked. Sam waved back.

"Were wolf gig just north of here, next full moon we're going to blow those suckers up!" My dad said. My dad hated were wolves because when I was ten years old a were wolf had followed me home and almost ate me for dinner. Luckily my dad and Sam shot it just in time.

"I made the team!" I said changing the subject. My dad raised his eyes.

"Oh, cool. What are you playing?" Sam asked.

"I'm a cheerleader!" I said. My dad started laughing hysterically and Sam soon joined in.

"No really, what are you playing?" my dad asked. I narrowed my eyes.

"I'm a flyer on the school's cheerleading squad!" I snapped. They fell silent.

"Oh, well, that's great hon." My dad said. Sam nodded.

"Yeah, really great," Sam muttered. I rolled my eyes.

"I know its sort of stupid but it was the only thing brainless enough that anyone could make it." I said. Sam nodded.

"Yeah, last year when I was subbing for the art teacher a cheerleader asked me how to spell maroon." Sam snickered. My dad pursed his lips together to stop his laughter.

"Well, Good job, Ella!" he said. I nodded and walked up stairs to do my homework.

As I laid down in my bed I could hear wolf howls in the distance, the eerie sound put me to sleep.