AN: Ok, this chapter isn't the best, but it's kind of needed. There are a set of new characters that will play into the future of Cave and Caroline, and they needed to be introduced, and you guys needed to get an idea of who they are.
DISCLAIMER: Cave and Caroline belong to Valve. Amy, Rick, Brittnay and James are mine.
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"Come on Caroline, we're going to be late."
"I'm coming. Just give me one more minute."
Caroline scrambled through her room looking for her cheerleading uniform. She couldn't remember where she had left it. Her best friends Amy and Brittnay, were waiting in the living room for her. They had a meet today. Finally after practically tearing her room apart, she found it on the top shelf in her closet. Grabbing it she ran to the living room.
"Got it. Let's go."
At that, all three girls ran outside and got into Brittnay's car.
"Oh, I hope Chris notices me." Amy said dreamily.
Caroline and Brittnay rolled thier eyes and laughed.
"If a guy doesn't notice his own girlfriend, then I feel sorry for him." Brittnay said.
Amy laughed.
"Annnnnnnnnnd speaking of boyfriends. Caroline, have you found anyone yet?" Brittnay asked.
Caroline sighed. "Brittnay you know I'm not interested in dating right now."
Amy placed her hand on Caroline's arm. "Honey, every girl dates at 16. It's like a right of passage into adulthood."
Caroline rolled her eyes.
"I'm just saying, Caroline. This is high school. You should experience as much of it as you can."
Caroline sighed in exasperation. "We'll see."
After a few minutes, the girls pulled up to the stadium, where the meet was being held. The school had a football game tonight and the coach wanted the girls to go over thier routine a few more times before the game started in a few hours. She didn't think they had the pyramid down quite right. Brittnay, being the head cheerleader, was natually the one who would be on top.
At 5' 5", with blond hair, blue eyes, curves, and a D cup breast, Brittnay was the dream girl of almost every guy in school. She had the body of a model, and Caroline sometimes wondered if she had the brains of one too.
Amy, on the other hand, was almost the exact opposite. At 5'3", black hair, brown eyes, and an A cup breast, she had almost no curves. She didn't look physically much older than a 12 year old. However, she had more brains than most of the teachers. Amy said it was because of her Japanese heritage.
Caroline was more or less average. 5' 5", brown hair, green eyes, some curves, and a C cup breast. She wasn't model material, but she still had an hourglass figure, more or less, and even though she wasn't as smart as Amy, she still managed to make straight A's.
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Once the entire squad had arrived, the coach was running them through the routine. Up in the stands, three guys were watching them.
"We could get in trouble if we're caught up here. Nobody is supposed to be here while the cheerleaders are practicing." James said. "I don't want to get benched this game."
"Relax man." Rick said. "We won't get caught. Nobody really pays attention anyway. They just make that rule so parents won't bitch."
Cave laughed. James rolled his eyes.
Rick reached into his pocket. Pulling out a joint and a lighter, he started to light it when James grabbed the lighter.
"No way man. I'm not going to the game smelling like this shit. If you want to smoke it fine, just not around me."
Rick snorted. "Fine. I'll head down and I'll come back up when I'm done." He decended down the side of the stands.
James moved to sit next to Cave. "Man, Rick's going to get me in so much trouble one of these days."
"Then why deal with him if he's such a risk?"
James sighed. "I honestly don't know."
Cave nodded. They continued to watch the cheerleaders.
"Which one do you like most?" Cave asked.
"Um, considering I'm dating Brittnay, I'd have to say her."
Cave laughed. "I meant, OTHER than her. Who do you like?"
James thought for a moment. "How about that asian girl. She's pretty hot. Love the glasses and pigtails." he said grinning.
"Who Amy? Nah, too flat."
"Well who do you like? I mean, it's not like every girl in school isn't already falling all over you." James said sarcastically.
"Hey, it's not my fault."
James rolled his eyes. "So?"
"Caroline. Easy."
"Caroline? That closet case?"
"What makes you think she's a closet case?" Cave asked.
"Oh, come on. The girl turns down EVERY guy that asks her out. You do the math."
That was true, Cave had to admit. He'd seen some of the most popular guys in school ask her out, and she said no to every one of them. But he had grown up knowing her, and honestly didn't think she was a lesbian. Not that there was anything wrong with that.
"I'd tap that hard."
Cave and James turned to see Rick climbing back up the stands.
"You would?" James asked.
"Yeah. Girl like that is most likely a virgin. They're always fun."
"Your such a douche." Cave said.
Rick shrugged. "I've been called worse."
"Then what does that say about you?" James teased.
Rick looked at him. "I don't really care what other people think of me."
The guys watched as the cheerleaders were breaking up and leaving the stadium.
"Well, looks like the show's over." Rick said. All three boys left the stands.
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After the meet, the girls had returned to the car and we're hanging out there untill the game. Amy was talking non-stop.
"Did you see them?" They were watching us!" she said smiling.
"They're not really supposed to be there." Caroline said.
Brittnay scoffed. "Oh, relax, it's not like they were hurting anybody."
Caroline shrugged. "That's true, I guess."
Brittnay nodded.
"James Anderson, 17, 5' 8", 180 lbs, Blond, Brown eyes, is the quarterback of the football team. Likes eggs, veggies, and is allergic to cats. Didn't stop wetting the bed untill he was 9. And has an immense fear of clowns." Amy said suddenly.
"Wow." Caroline said. "How did you know all that?"
Amy shrugged. "Oh, ex-girlfriends talk a LOT about a guy right after a break-up."
Brittnay looked at her confused. "The last girlfriend James had before me was when he was 11."
"Yep, her name was Tera Kimble."
"Wow." Brittnay said, half laughing.
"Johnathan "Cave" Johnson, 17, 5' 7", 167 lbs, Brown hair, Blue eyes. Makes good grades. Has been known to smoke pot on occasion with his friend Rick. Likes cars, wolves, and, of course, caves. Has never learned to ride a bike."
"I knew all of that." Caroline said.
Amy laughed. "Well, duh, you guys have know each other for, what, 10 years?"
Brittnay laughed.
"Rick Stevens, 18, black hair, green eyes. 5' 7", 154 lbs, heavy pot smoker, loves to skateboard, lives on his own, is an only child. Likes sex and alcohol. Loves receiving blow jobs."
Caroline and Brittnay just looked at her, both with matching shocked expressions.
"What? It was only once."
"Your such a little whore sometimes, you know that?" Brittnay asked.
Amy got defensive. "I'm not a whore. Just looking for the right guy."
Brittnay put her hand on Amy's shoulder. "Hey, I was only teasing."
"You better have been." Amy said smirking.
Caroline laughed.
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The game started a few hours later. The cheerleaders got to do thier routine, and the couch was more satisfied with the outcome. They whole school was excited, mostly because thier team won. After the game, the girls were headed back to Brittnay's car.
"Hey, Amy."
Amy turned around to see her boyfriend, Chris, headed thier way.
"Hey, Chris." she said, as he gave her a quick kiss.
"You want to come over to my place tonight? My parents are gone this weekend and I could use the company."
Amy smiled big. "Sure. I'd love to." She turned to her friends. "I'll see you guys later."
Caroline and Brittnay wave good-bye as they got in the car.
On the drive home the two girls talked about thier plans for the weekend.
"Why don't you just come to my house. It's got to be better than being home alone."
Caroline nodded. "Ok. Even if my parents come home this weekend, they most likely won't even notice I'm gone."
"Then it's settled. We'll stop by your place, grab a few things and head out."
"Works for me." Caroline said. She usually enjoyed spending time anywhere else but that empty house.
As Caroline was packing her clothes and such, Brittnay talked about Amy and how often she switches boyfriends.
"Poor Chris doesn't stand a chance. Amy will find someone she likes better, and it's adios Chris, hello new guy."
Caroline shook her head. "Poor Chris."
Brittnay nodded. "What she needs to do is pass some of that boyfriend craze to you. That way she'll slow down, and you'll get in the game."
Caroline sighed. This was going to be a long weekend.
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Ok, now that's done. I hope it wasn't too dreadfully boring. Next chapter should be better.
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