Chapter Seven- Five, Six, Seven, Eight
Gabriella's POV:

As the squad broke out of their positions, they started to talk with their friends. What friends? You always have an enemy, and you always dislike one person or another, then you have the people that you always talk to, those are what I mean by friends.

I sat down on the bleachers, drumming my fingers along the board.

"Oof."

I sighed, and looked at the basketball team, they were all staring at me.

"Wanna play?" Coach asked.

"Sure," I said, grabbing the basketball that they had thrown at me.

"What's up?" Connor asked as I passed by him.

"Cheer routine."

"Thank god I'm not a cheerleading captain," Connor said.

I threw the ball at him, "Watch it, Matthews."

"Hey, it's true," Connor defended himself.

I grabbed the ball out of his grip, and tossed the ball into the net.

As I took back the ball, I heard Connor cough up, "Show off."

I threw the ball at the ball of his head, and crossed my arms in front of my chest.

Now it was his turn, "Oof."

"Hey! Watch the hair!" he yelled across the gym.

I rolled my eyes, and went back to the squad.

"Girls!" I called.

"Go in the groups I sorted you in ealier," I said.

Everyone went into their groups, pyramid people stood in a little huddle in the middle. Whit, Court, and Sam in front of the pyramid people, and Tiff, and Carmen, beside the pyramid people, and Mandy, and Jess the same thing but on the other side, Carmen and Mandy beskide the pyramid cheerleaders.

"Dribble it, Carm, Jes, and Court do a flip. While the rest of you point to the left with your pompoms," I instructed.

"Pyramid people stand still," I ordered when they started to point to their left.

"Pass it, Carm, Jess, and Court, point to your left. The rest of you...EXCEPT pyramid people flip."

"Shoot for the basket, Sam, Court, Carmen, and Jessica, throw your right-hand pompom to your right. Not yet. Tiff, Mandy, and Whitney, throw your right-hand pompom to the person at the end of your line," I said, "Let's try that."

Pompoms started flying all around.

"Okay, not a good idea," I winced.

"Front row, shoot for the basket."

Whitney, Courtney, and Sam tossed one of their pompoms in the air.

"Good, but Whitney, you need to toss your pompom at the exactly same time. Let's try that again."

This time, Whitney's right hand on held one pompom, not two.

"Excellent, you four," I said nodding to the four in the back.

"Good good, now all together from the top!" I called out.

"What's the cheer again?" Carmen asked shyly.

I chuckled, "Dribble it, pass it, shoot for the basket, c'mon panthers, we're fantasket!"

"Okay? You just need to know 'Dribble it, pass it, shoot for the basket'"

"Okay."

"Five, six, seven, eight!" I shouted.

"Dribble it, pass it, shoot for the bakset!" I watched as they did the cheer.

"Pretty good, for c'mon panthers, you're gonna throw your left-hand pompom, you know the drill."

They did the left-hand pompom pretty well.

"Then just wave your pompoms for the end. Got it?" I said giving them a look.

They all nodded.

"Let me see it one more time, then I'll deal with you guys," I said pointing to five pyramid people.

"Five, six, seven, eight!" I shouted.

I was quite surprised when they said the cheer on their own.

"Okay, you guys, you have the first two lines to get into a pyramid, but don't rush it, just let it go smoothly. Okay, let's try it," I said.

"Five, six, seven, eight!" I said.

"Dribble it, pass it, shoo----"

"Fantastic! Just two lines, adding all the weight you guys are holding up."

"From the top!" I screamed clapping my hands to gather everyone, "Five, six, seven, eight!"

"Dribble it, pass it, shoot for the basketbal. C'mon panthers, you're fantasket!"

I clapped my hands wildly, I was so proud.

"What are you gonna do?" Whitney asked.

"I was thinking of doing the dribble it, pass it, like what you guys already do. Then throw my pompoms up in the air, flip to the top of that, and catch them...But now I think there's too much me in it..." I thought.

"Gabby!" Courtney groaned, "You're captain!"

"Fine, all together. Five, six, seven, eight!"
End of Gabriella's POV

Connor's POV:
"Dribble it, pass it, shoot for the basket. C'mon panthers, you're fantasket!"

"Hm, I think you're too centered," I said.

"As if you don't have all the spotlight out there," my girlfriend said, then walked off.

Gabby walked to me, and ruffled my hair with a smirk, then followed her sister

"Ga-bby!" I whined.

The twins did a high five, then walked towards the gym doors.

"Stupid Montez twins," I muttered.

"Then why are you dating one?" Chad asked.

"Aren't you dating a cheerleader?" I said to Chad.

"No, I'm dating a chemistry girl."

"You?" I asked Troy.

"Well, I'm not dating right now, " Troy said uncomfortable.

"Then the girl you last dated."

"She was a math girl."

"You?"

"Musical writer."

"Are any of you guys dating a cheerleader? Or do you not have a cheer squad?" I said giving up.

"Okay, at least a few of you are. Well here, most jocks usually date the cheerleaders." I explained.

"Who's dating Gabriella?" Troy asked a little too quickly.

I looked at him with a raised eyebrow, "She has a line up of guys who wanna date her, including me, but she won't date. Don't know why."

Troy nodded.

"Honestly, I'll rather have Gabby," I whispered before something hit me on the top of my head..

"Hair! Do I need to spell it out for you!" I screamed at the twins.

"Maybe."

Gabby practically lives on sarcasm land.

"H-A-I-R! Got it!" I spelled out still yelling at them.

Gabby clapped her hands happily after I had spelled out hair.

"Got it," Gabby said.

Then she picked up one of the basketballs from practise, and threw it at my hair.

Gah.

I glared at her.

"Oops. I thought you meant for me to throw the basketball at your head. Oops, my bad," she said still with sarcasm.

"Why do you always have perfect aim?" I muttered.

"Cause I have the worst past?" she suggested.

"What's so bad about your past?" I asked.

Gabriella rolled her eyes

"Anyways, I was thinking of going to Caffe Dementre," she said.

a/n: If you ever visit or if you already live in downtown Toronto, you should check out Caffe Dementre, it's on Dundas and Jones...or is it Dundas and Pape... Anyways, the desserts there are great!

"Will it include basketballs being thrown at my hair?" I said parshally joking.

She pretended to thinking, "Well last time I checked, it was a dessert place..."

I rolled my eyes.

"Let's go," I said, "Oh, and you guys could come too if you want."

"We are so there," Chad said with enthusiasm.

"What happened to Byrd?" Court asked.

"He left."

"Why?" she asked.

"Baby appointment."

"When are the babies' due date?"

"Don't know, don't care."

"Meanie!" Courtney said.

I pouted, and that did the trick.

Courtney gave me a peck on the lips before we headed to the dessert place
End of Connor's POV
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And yes, I know that this chapter only includes Gabriella and Connor fliting, but the next chapter is when Troy and Gabs talkie talk! Whether it turns out good...you'll see. And if the chapter doesnt show up tomorrow, I'm sorry, but I'm just really busy.
----Bridgette----