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BACK TO REALITY
Eve didn't realise quite how many girls would show up for cheerleading tryouts. The gymnasium was filled to the brim with girls of all ages. From eager freshmen to 'too cool for school' seniors, it was obvious that being a cheerleader clearly meant being at the top of the social pyramid.
"Excuse me everyone!" The excited chatter died down as an attractive Latina stood up on the stage, catching everyone's attention. "Thank you all for coming. I'm assistant to the captain, Rosa Mendes. But then again, you probably all knew that anyway." She giggled. "Our head cheerleader Maryse will be running the auditions, and she'll be arriving very soon. Until then, why don't you guys limber up, and make sure you've got your routines prepared?"
"Great turn out, right?" Turning around, Eve saw Brie and Nikki smiling back at her. She felt slightly reassured seeing some friendly faces – or one friendly face, times two.
"I thought you said I stood a chance." Eve laughed nervously. "So where's Maryse?" Her question was answered by the doors of the gymnasium swinging open, and an unfamiliar figure stepping inside.
Of course she was the head cheerleader, Eve smiled to herself. She had a long mane of platinum blonde hair, and a perfectly made up face. Her cheerleader uniform showered off her slim, yet curvaceous frame and toned legs. Her manicured nails tapped against the keys of her Blackberry, but as she looked up, a smile snuck across her glossy lips.
"Well, well, well." Maryse chuckled. "This is certainly a surprise." She nodded over at Rosa, who handed her a clipboard of names. "So who's up first?"
Going 'surnames alphabetically' through the list wasn't exactly ideal for Eve, however she was patient, despite sitting through some truly awful auditions. There were some girls that hadn't prepared and just improvised, and some that just had zero rhythm. And the cheerleaders weren't exactly tactful.
"Eve Torres?" Maryse called over, after publically degrading a rhythm-less sophomore, calling her a 'dancing frog'. Eve handed her music to the tech guys, and did her best to walk over to the stage without tripping or shaking in fear. "Why haven't I seen you before?" Maryse asked curiously.
"I've just moved here from Denver." Eve replied, blushing slightly as the whole gymnasium listened in on their conversation. "I used to cheerlead for my school team back in Colorado."
"Well, we have very high expectations at Bev High-" Maryse checked the clipboard. "Eve."
"I like to hope so." Eve responded quickly. "Because I have high expectations too." There was no way she was going to be pushed around.
Maryse kept her eyes focused on Eve. "Play the music, boys."
As the opening bars of Family Force 5 'Earthquake' filled the gym, Eve forgot all about the auditions, and as cheesy as it sounds, lost herself in the music. Ever since she was a kid, she had loved dancing. It was her number one passion. Eve just hoped that one day she might make it as a professional dancer or choreographer.
She was completely unaware of the basketball team on the other side of the gym stopping to watch her, and once the three minute dance came to the end, a silence fell among the hall, leading onto a rip-roaring applause. Eve caught Kofi's eye, and he shot her a thumbs up.
"So this is your second day?" Maryse confirmed. "That means you only found out about the auditions yesterday?" Eve nodded confirmation. "You came up with that routine last night?"
"Some of these girls have been preparing all summer." One of the other cheerleaders added.
"Well, I added some of it this morning." Eve blushed. "It was probably a little rusty, but I can-"
"No, no, it was great." Maryse said adamantly, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I'm impressed, and I think I speak for the rest of my girls when I say you are definitely on the team."
"Oh my..." Eve let out an excited squeal, before catching Kofi's eye and laughing. "Did you hear that? I'm on the team!"
"That's great!" Kofi called back, much to the amusement of the rest of the gym. "But I think I'm gonna stop shouting now!"
Eve was still laughing as she went and sat back down in her seat on the bleachers. The girl that was following her looked absolutely terrified, but Eve was too happy to notice.
Things were definitely looking good.
Maryse picked up her cheerleader skirt, which had been thrown carelessly down on the ground during her passionate tryst with Jack, and slipped into it. Being the captain of not only the basketball team, but the swim team also, Jack had managed to pull some strings so the locker rooms were 'OUT OF BOUNDS' for half an hour.
Barbie and Ken, King and Queen, whatever you called them; Maryse Ouellet and Jack Swagger ran the junior class of Beverly Hills High School with two iron fists. He was the captain of numerous sports teams, and she was the head cheerleader, not to mention they were both two of the most beautiful, blonde teenagers in California. They were a match made in high school heaven, and having been dating since freshman year, they seemed indestructible.
"I'm surprised you still have so much energy after basketball practise." Maryse purred into Jack's ear. Her French-Canadian accent could make anyone melt; a few of the easily-persuadable male teachers had even extended some assignment deadlines, after being seduced by Maryse's voice alone.
"Well, watching cheerleading tryouts gets me all hot and bothered." Jack paused to slide his t-shirt back on. "Especially when you get up there and show those girls how it's done."
"If you weren't my boyfriend, I'd just think you were a total pervert." Maryse smirked, however it was cut off by Jack's lips pressing against hers. She pulled away after a couple of seconds to continue talking. "So, any new additions to the basketball team?"
"There are a couple of impressive guys." Jack thought back on tryouts. "What about the cheerleading team?"
"I've gotta say, it was a pretty weak year, considering our high standards." She rolled her eyes. "There was this one girl, though-"
"Eve Torres." Jack mused, thinking about the beautiful Latina he'd seen numerous times over the past couple of days. How could he forget her? She was unforgettably stunning.
"How did you know that?" Maryse arched a perfectly-plucked eyebrow.
"Her brother's on the basketball team." He quickly responded. "Kofi Kingston."
"Isn't he-"
"They're step brother and sister." Jack explained, predicting Maryse's query as he'd had the exact same one.
"Hmm." Maryse sat down on Jack's knee, allowing him to slip an arm around her waist, and draw a line of kisses up her next.
"What're you thinking?" He asked, unconcerned.
"Brother and sister both create an impact." Maryse created the headline with her hands. She got up and adjusted her clothes in the mirror. "I like it. I have a good feeling about these two."
"We live in Beverly Hills, right?"
Looking at Kofi in disbelief, Eve watched him put down the sponge he was holding, and put his hands on his hips. "Really, Kofi?" She laughed sarcastically. "Because I thought this was Iowa."
"Surely if we're living in Beverly Hills, we could afford to get someone to do this for us." He responded, picking up the sponge, and continuing to scrub away at the black paintwork.
Eve rolled her eyes. It's true, the Torres-Kingston family probably could have afforded to bring in some help around the house, however the parents adamantly denied the idea. They wanted their kids to keep some of their hard-working hometown values, and that meant coming in from school and cleaning their car. It was a joint car, a present from their parents for passing sophomore year with good grades.
"Don't look now, but the future Mrs Kingston is entering at one o'clock." Eve whispered, signalling over at the silver convertible pulling onto the driveway in the house next door.
Kofi put down the sponge once again, and looked at the girl. He could only see her head in the car, but it sure was one beautiful head. She had long, wavy blonde hair, and a beautiful, porcelain face.
Eve threw a sponge at her stepbrother, bringing him back to reality. "Hey loser, close your mouth. It's not a good look."
The pair went back to their scrubbing, however as the blonde got out of the car, Kofi managed to steal a few glances at her. He couldn't take his eyes off her. Her jeans and a plain white tank top were simple, but showed off her slender figure to perfection. He noticed the little things about her, like her manicured nails, and the jewels on her pink flip-flops-
"Hey!" He was once again snapped to his senses by Eve, however this time she wasn't talking to him, but to the pretty blonde. "Come over here."
The blonde stepped over the plant bed, and into their garden.
"I'm Eve Torres, and this is my step-brother Kofi Kingston." The brunette shot the blonde a smile. "We just moved in a couple of days ago from Colorado."
"I know, I was gonna come say hi at some point, but I've been real busy." The blonde shot them a gleaming smile back. Her smile made Kofi melt. "I'm Kelly Carlyle."
"That's a bit of a mouthful." Eve laughed.
"I know; some of my friends just call me Kelly Kelly." She giggled, and Eve couldn't help but notice that her smile was directed at Kofi. "Do you guys go to Beverly Hills High School?"
"We're both juniors." Eve responded.
"I am too. If either of you need a tour guide, I'd be more than happy to help." Kelly nodded over at the dripping car. "Well, I'd better leave you guys to clean your car, but if I see you around, I'll say hi."
"Vice versa." Kofi simply watched in amazement as the two girls exchanged a quick hug, before Kelly crossed the flowerbed, separating the two houses. "What?" Eve laughed at Kofi's expression.
"You make friends quickly." He shrugged, before going back to work.
"I practically put her on a plate in front of you; you could've at least said something to her."
"I will eventually." Kofi replied. He just needed to find the right words to say.
Kofi and Kelly Kelly? Possible new couple?
Jack and Maryse seem happy, but does Jack have an interest in Eve?
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