**Chapter eleven**

Not the cheerleading type

*Hailey*

As Damon pulled up to the school, I was blissed out from him agreeing to go to the founder's ball with me. Maybe the party wouldn't suck after all.

After looking around to make sure that no one could see us, I kissed Damon, my arms wrapping around his neck. He kissed me back, his hand supporting my neck since he was about six inches taller than me.

I managed to pull away, since Elena could walk in on us at any time. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart, as I grabbed my back pack.

"Thanks for breakfast." I smirked as I reached for the door handle.

"No problem," he smirked back. "When should I pick you up tonight?"

"seven thirty," I said, getting out of his car. "And if you not that I'm telling you to bring whiskey- bourbon, preferably- you would shoot up on my list of favorite people if you did. Not that you have to, of course."

Damon smirked at me as I shut the door, and pushed my bangs out of my face. "I got the hint, Hails." He said in a slight mocking tone.

I stuck my tongue out at him, before blowing him a mocking kiss. He rolled his eyes playfully, before driving away. I smiled slightly to myself, as I walked towards my locker. I had already missed the first two periods, and was probably going to be late for the third.

"Why weren't you at tryouts?"

I looked up at Caroline, who was glaring at me. She had her hands on her hips, and a blonde eyebrow raised.

"Um, what tryouts?" I asked, mocking her position.

"Cheerleading tryouts of course! Why weren't you there?"

"Because I don't want to be a cheerleader. I mean honestly Caroline, I know you're a walking dumb blonde joke, but do I really look like the cheerleading type?" I said, rolling my eyes.

"If you're not the cheerleading type, then why did you sign up?" she asked, confused.

I bit my lip to hold back the insults. It really was too easy with her.

"I didn't." I said really slowly.

"Yeah, you did. See." she showed me a piece of paper that was labeled cheerleading tryouts. Under it was a list of names, each in different handwriting. She pointed to one name; Hailey Ellis.

"See, you signed up. So why didn't you show up?"

"Because I didn't sign up. That's not my handwriting." I said, confused.

She peered at my name, then back at me. "Then who wrote down your name?" she asked, equally confused.

I looked at my name, the handwriting very familiar. and when I finally recognized it, I narrowed my eyes angrily.

"I know whose." I said, turning around and walking towards the direction of Elena's next class.

"Tryouts continue after school. See you then!" Caroline called pleasantly back to me, and I rolled my eyes at her.

"I wouldn't hold my breath, Caroline. Wait. actually, do hold it." I shot back at her. I turned the corner, and saw Elena and Stefan by a picnic table. I walked angrily up to them.

"You signed me up for cheerleading? Are you high, Elena?" I said to her, surprising them.

"How'd you find out?" she asked me, backing away from me.

"Caroline came up to me moments ago, and asked me why I wasn't at tryouts. and then we had a nice little conversation about how my name was on the signup sheet, but guess what? It's not my handwriting! Can you guess whose it was?" I asked in a sarcastically perky voice.

"I'm gonna let you two talk." Stefan said quickly, walking away from us. I smirked at his retreating figure; he was a smart man.

Elena sighed, and glared at her boyfriend's body, walking farther into the distance. Then she said, "I'm sorry, I should've asked you, but I think it would be good for you."

I gave her a 'you must be high' look when she said that. "Good for me? Elena, I'm not the cheerleader, you are. I don't get involved in everything, you do. I just show up here- sometimes- and make sarcastic and cynical comments about everything and everyone. That's my thing!" I exclaimed, angry with my best friend.

"Hailey, it help you make friends, and help you work with a team- two things you need help with. I think you would like it." Elena insisted.

"I'm gonna explain this only once, Elena. There are two types of people in this world; the type who are cheerleaders, and the type who throw things at cheerleaders. I'm the second type." I said, crossing my arms over my chest. I was not backing down on this one.

"Come on, Hailey! It would be fun! And I know you can do it too, since you took gymnastics since you were six all the way up to freshman year. Why won't you do it?" she asked, exasperated.

"Because Elena, I'm not a cheerleader! You don't even cheer anymore, so how could you ask me to do it? I'm the opposite of a preppy goody-goody who's involved in every single activity the school has to offer- I'm the anti-Caroline. I thought you knew me better than this!" I exclaimed, clenching my hands tightly.

"Are you finished with your tantrum?" Elena asked calmly, putting a hand on her hip.

"Yeah I am, and I'm not doing it." I said firmly, crossing my arms over my chest.

Elena frowned for a second, then smirked. I frowned at her, on my guard. What was she planning?

"Fine." Elena said, walking away. "If you don't want to be a cheerleader, I can't make you. Besides, you'd probably be a bad one."

My frown deepened, and I followed her. "I know what you're doing, and it's not going to work." I said cautiously.

Elena turned to face me, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "I'm not doing anything, Hailey. I'm just saying the truth. Besides, Caroline would be much happier without you on her team." She said casually, and that's when Elena finally broke me.

"No she won't, because I'm trying out. I'm gonna be a damn good cheerleader, Elena. I'm gonna be better than all those cheer bitches." I muttered angrily, marching to my locker. I was too angry to realize Elena tricked me, or to notice the victorious smirk on her lips.

"I can't believe I let you talk me into doing this." I whispered angrily to Elena as I sat in the bleachers after school, for the cheerleading tryouts. Elena had come along to watch and make sure I didn't run away.

"Well, it's not my fault that you always fall for reverse phycology." she whispered back, fixing my high pony tail.

I glared at her. "I don't always fall for it." I defended myself, pushing her hands away.

Elena rolled her eyes. "Please, whenever somebody tells you that you can't do something, you do it just to prove them wrong." She smirked.

I glared at her again, knowing that she was right. Elena just smirked at me, and I sighed angrily- I really didn't want to do this.

"Okay, next is Hailey Ellis." Caroline announced, looking at her clipboard. She was standing to the side of a soccer field that the cheerleaders were using for their auditions.

I sighed, and automatically looked for escape routes, and sighed again when I found none. "Good luck." Elena said to me, and I just glared.

I groaned, before standing up and smoothing down my blue tank top, and black shorts. I walked into the field, my head held high, as people murmured about Hailey Ellis- the resident anti-cheerleader- trying out to be one. I felt everyone's eyes on me, but I wasn't one to get stage fright.

"You can start anytime you want." Caroline said to me cheerfully, and I took a deep breath. I could do this- I would prove everyone who says that Hailey Ellis can't be a cheerleader, wrong.

I had been in gymnastics since I was seven, and was very capable at the routine part of cheerleading. It was the smiling without seeming sarcastic and cheering part that I would have issues with.

My muscles protested as I flipped all over my place. I was going to be very sore, since I haven't done any sort of gymnastics since I was fifteen. I quit after my dad died, because it all reminded me too much of him. He was very supportive of me being a gymnast.

I ended with a split that made me groan in pain- I would be feeling that in the morning. Everyone cheered, and Elena looked proud. I just glared at her- I was still mad at her for tricking me into this.

"Good job, Hailey," Caroline said, looking impressed. "Now, if you could do a cheer for us…" she gestured for me start.

I stared blankly at her. Oh shit.

"Cheering?" I said, like I never heard of the word. "Uh, you see, I'm not really a cheerer." I added, biting my lip.

"Well, dear then why are you trying out to be a cheerleader?" Caroline asked, like I was stupid.

Because my best friend is more manipulative then she lets on, I thought, gritting my teeth.

"It doesn't have to be complicated, just say, 'Go Timberwolves!' but make it peppy. you know get the crowd pumped." she added, tossing me some pompoms.

I sighed, and then waved the pompoms slightly in the air. "Go Timberwolves?" I muttered, raising an eyebrow.

Caroline stared at me blankly, as people in the crowd snickered. Suddenly, I felt my competiveness get the best of me, and blurted out, "Wait, let me redo that."

Caroline nodded, and I took a deep breath. I thought back to all the Bring It On movies that Elena had me watch, and channeled Peppy Cheerleader.

"Go Timberwolves!" I said loudly, a huge smile plastered on my face, as I shook the pompoms in the air.

Everyone was frozen, shocked expressions on their faces. I smirked at them, before I walking back to Elena, handing Caroline the pompoms as I passed. She looked in awe, as she took them from me.

"G-good job, Hailey." She murmured, blinking a couple times. My smirk grew wider, pleased with myself.

"Oh. My. God." Elena said to me, when I sat down next to her. Everyone seemed to be unfreezing from the shock my sudden peppiness caused them.

"I had no idea you had that in you." she added.

I smirked at her. "I had to go to a very dark place to make that happen, Elena. So don't say I didn't try during my audition." I said, still feeling out of it.

"I won't, I just- I'm in awe, Hailey, yet I feel as if the universe is off balance now." Elena continued, and I smirked at her.

"Yeah, you'll probably have to go get wasted, or mouth off to a teacher, or get in a fist fight. Just to put the universe back in balance." I said. Elena rolled her eyes at me, but she grinned.

After another thirty minutes, the tryouts were finally over. "Thank you to everyone who tried out. A list of who made the squad will be posted online at the school's website tonight at nine. bye, and have a safe drive home." the Caroline said.

As Elena was helping me get my things together, I saw Matt and Tyler by the bleachers. I slung my backpack on to my shoulders, and started walking towards them.

"I'll be back. Don't leave without me." I called to Elena, as she grabbed her own bag.

"Now there's a tempting thought." she muttered, walking towards the parking lot. She smiled innocently at me, as I narrowed my eyes.

"Whatever, you know you love me." I teased, and she laughed.

I walked away from her, towards Matt and Tyler. Tyler- being the man slut that he was- was flirting with a pretty junior, who looked really into him. A wicked smile fell on my lips, as a plan formulated in my mind.

I took a deep breath, getting into the zone, and then marched straight up to Tyler, an angry and upset look on my face. He raised an eyebrow at me, and then froze in shock as I slapped him hard across the face.

"How dare you Tyler! I let you out of my sight for a minute, and you're already flirting with another girl?" I yelled at him, pushing his shoulder. Then I touched my stomach and whispered, "Think of the baby!"

The girl's eyes widened. She looked from me to Tyler, as I narrowed my eyes at the "home wrecker." She settled on Tyler, and shuffled uncomfortably. "I'll see you later, Tyler. You two obviously have some problems to work out.

"Laurie, wait!" Tyler said, as she walked away, but it just made her start to run.

I burst out laughing, as Matt shook with silent laughter. Tyler whirled around and glared daggers at me.

"What the hell, Hailey? Why'd you say that? And why'd you slap me? It really hurt!" he yelled at me, touching the red handprint on his cheek.

I managed to stop laughing to answer, "One, I made you look like a jackass- which is not a hard task. Two, I thought it would be hilarious- which it was. and three, I got to slap you- which is always fun."

"Why am I friends with you?" he asked me, still glaring slightly.

"You know, I've been getting that a lot." I mused, sitting down on the bleachers.

"I'm not surprised." he mumbled. I glared, and then slapped him upside the head.

"Ow!" he exclaimed, backing away from me. Matt and I both laughed.

"Enough with the hitting please." he whined, and I smirked at him.

"I have a question, Hailey." Matt said to me, changing the subject.

"Shoot." I said, pushing my hair out of my face.

"Why did you try out to be a cheerleader?" he asked, and Tyler burst out laughing.

"When you cheered, I wish I had a video camera. it was hilarious!" Tyler exclaimed, and I glared at him

"Elena tricked me into doing it." I explained, frowning at Tyler.

"It was hilarious." Tyler interrupted again, a huge grin on his face. This time, I kicked him in the side.

"Ow! God, why you are so violent?" he said, walking to the other side of Matt, using him as a barrier.

"same reason you're an ass." I retorted, and he glared.

"But you were really good, Hailey. You'll definitely make the team." Matt said, trying to change the subject before I killed Tyler.

"God, I hope not." I groaned, covering my face.

"Well, I do. you being a cheerleader is one of the funniest yet terrifying things ever. it should be one of the signs of the apocalypse." Tyler laughed, but my glare shut him up.

"You know what? I'm gonna leave before I get hit again." he said, walking away from us.

"Yeah that'd be smart." I said, and Matt laughed.

"What's so funny?" we both turned to see Caroline, and I groaned.

"And that's my cue to leave. Bye Matt. Bye B.F.H." I said, walking towards the parking lot.

"What's a B.F.H?" Caroline asked blankly.

"Bitch from Hell." I translated, smirking at her. Caroline glared at me.

"Hailey…" Matt said in a warning tone.

"It's okay Matt. She's just bitter because it's past 5 and she's not drunk yet." Caroline retorted, smirking.

My eyes widened at her comeback, but they narrowed quickly.

"Caroline!" Matt said, chiding her.

"No, Matt, it's fine. She's just crabby because being such a slut can get really tiring." I snapped back. Caroline glared at me.

"I am not a slut!" she exclaimed, walking up to me.

"Oh, well you could've fooled me," I shrugged, feeling anger boil up in my veins.

"You alcoholic bitch! You're just jealous." she sneered.

"Jealous Of what? The fact that all your so-called friends hate you? Or that you're peeking in high school, and that the rest of your life will be hell? Or that you're gonna be stuck here the rest of your life, lonely because no man in their right mind would ever, ever want to marry you? You're so right Caroline, I'm totally jealous!" I said the last part sarcastically.

"No, Hailey, you're jealous because at least I have friends. I have a boyfriend. And what do you have? Nothing. You're an alcoholic freak and if you died tomorrow, honestly, no one would care. Even your own mom doesn't like you, and your dad killed himself just to get away from you." She said cruelly.

I was shaking in anger when she said that. There was a rumor in town, that my dad killed himself. He died in a car accident- he drove into a wall. The true cause of death was that he swerved to miss something in the road and crashed, but there was no evidence that anything was there. I didn't say anything, I was too pissed off. Besides, I don't think that there was anything nastier to say then what's she already said to me.

Caroline smirked at me when I didn't respond, and turned and walked away from me, obviously thinking that she won.

I glared at the back of her head. then I walked up to her and said, "Hey Caroline?"

Caroline turned around to face me automatically, and when she did, I punched her square in the jaw, hard. Her head flew to the side, and he cried out in pain, holding her jaw.

"That's for talking about my dad." I said in a shaky voice. Then I punched her again, this time in the nose, knocking her backwards onto the ground.

"That's for calling me an alcoholic freak." I yelled angrily at her, while she cried out in pain.

I kicked her swiftly in the stomach. "And that's because I just don't like you."

I walked away from Caroline, just as people rushed in to help her. I kept walking, until I met up with Elena, who didn't see what happened.

"What happen, Hailey?" she asked me, trying to see what happened.

I grabbed her arm, and pulled her with me to the parking lot. I was eager to get off school property before teachers showed up and I got in trouble.

"Nothing important, let's just go." I lied, dragging her to the car.

We finally made it to the car, and Elena drove towards my house. I was still high off of my adrenaline rush. I didn't even notice or care that my hand hurt like hell. The only thing that I could think about was that I got to beat Caroline Forbes up.

This was the best day of my life.

A/N: I really considered cutting out this chapter, but I had too many things tied with Hailey being a cheerleader, to cut it. Besides, I kind of like the irony of Hailey- resident badass- being a cheerleader.

Anyone watch the latest TVD? I'm still recovering from it. I won't say anything in case someone didn't watch it yet, but I really liked it. I got to see Ian Somerholder- the love of my life- and I also got to see Joseph Morgan, who is no Ian, but I am definitely crushing on Klaus. My friend Haley (yes, I stole her name, but I did spell it different!) thinks I'm crazy, and that Joseph isn't hot, but he's definitely on my list of actors that I'm in love with.

So, moving on from my pointless babble, thank you to: aireagle92, marie potter riddle, jacquline, carrie9586, and vdemily for reviewing!

Reviews inspire me to write!

P.S, I'm back in school this week- I was on winter break before- so that's why I haven't been updating at least once a day like I used to, just so you guys know.