My name is Serena. I'm a cheerleader. Of course what that means is a club of admirers, girls 'hatin'-you-'cause-you-are-too-beautiful-and-popular' and guys who just will not stop till they get ya! I mean like hello! I'm tired of people thinking I'm just a stupid blonde cheerleader (furthermore, a captain) who is just for looks. Nah, a cheerleader cannot be clever, nah! There is this Darien guy (captain of the basketball team, the kinda 'I-can-get-any-girl-I-want) who is always, no actually, ALWAYS, after me. "Sere, we'd make a great couple doncha think?' or ' You know what would look good on you? Me!". Doesn't he just get bored of this stuff? Hello! Yep, he is cute. Yep, he is also not stupid. Question: why not? Because! Everyone expects me to be with him, to be stupid, blonde! I don't want that. Nope!

After my cheerleading practices the coach comes up to me and Mina (my best friend, she takes my place when I'm not there) and asks me if we can go to the men's changing room at three.

'We'll be there coach' I tell him. Hell, what am I supposed to say?

Three o'clock

Ok. This is getting worse and worse. The basketball team is coming to get CHANGED and SHOWERED and there is no sign of the F coach! Come on! The guys are sooo staring at us! Oh no! Darien appears! Shit shit shit!!!

'Aaaah, my favorite cheerleader I see decided on taking my offer'

'Sorry to disappoint you honey but we are waiting for your coach' I tell him and look up to him. He is not wearing a t-shirt! That body! God!!! That basketball thing is doing a very good thing to him. Look at his chest….

Waking up from my dreamland I see him staring at me. God, will he please just GO AWAY?

'See anything you like Sere?' the Jerk asks me. Actually, I do. No, not gonna admit it!

'You leaving, hopefully' I answer smugly.

'Yeah, righ'" He answers and bends towards me, whispering right into my ear 'you know it. I know it. That means ,honey, we both know it. Why deny?'. Isn't he just tooo clever?!

'Ok, Darien. I won't deny the fact that I absolutely.. HATE YOU!' I answer back, saying the words loudly.

He opens his mouth, but the coach comes in. Rescued!

'Darien, would you mind staying a few minutes?' he asks the Jerk.

'Yep, just let me take a shower.' Darien answers and goes to the showers. You can see him from the mid-stomach above. Does he have to be so perfect? No, wrong! Correction: Does his body have to be so perfect?!

The coach takes us out to the gym. After a few minutes Darien comes up. The coach begins:

' Let me make this quick: the oncoming game is one of the most important for your basketball career. It has to be perfect, as in EVERYTHING' he said and looked at me,' and that's when you guys come in. The game is going to be great, but we need to have the audience, to really HAVE IT!' he emphasizes the last two words. ' Which means that… I want you, Darien, to help Serena with a few basketball tricks, and you ,Serena, will do a dance that will involve the cheerleaders and basketballs. Clear?'

'wait wait wait coach' I say, ' we will do it perfect without any fucking ball!'

'Serena', said the coach, ' the idea is not mine. It's from above, so neither you nor anyone else has anything to say about this, sorry'.

' I CANNOT BELIEVE IT' I shout at my best-friend, mina. ' I CANNOT BELIEVE THAT I HAVE TO SPEND EVERYDAY THIS WEEK WITH THAT…' as I want to continue mina cuts in

'Come on, Sere! If you care so little of him, why do you care so much about him now, huh? Or maybe you, after all, do?' she asks me.

'Me? Care about HIM? Are you drunk?' I answer as quickly as possible.

'If you don't than there's no problem, right?'

'Right' I mutter to myself. This is going to be a looong week!

To be continued 

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