Not as it seems

Chapter 8: This is crazy

"I'm sick!" I groaned loudly throwing the blanket over my head. "I'm not stupid, I know you're not" Braxton said as he pulled the blanket off of me. "I'm not going to school" I replied, sitting up to look at him. "It's the homecoming game today, you need to" he glared, placing his hands on his hips.

We glared at each other for a good five minutes. "I don't want to die" I whispered, my face softening. Braxton's glare was replaced with worry and sympathy. "We've been training for this" he sat down on my bed as I sat up. "For two weeks" I sighed. "How is two weeks going to help me at all, I barely stand any chance."

"I promise it will work out, you just need to trust us. Plus it seems like things are going alright with you and Travis" Braxton smiled slightly. I felt myself begin to blush. I couldn't help but smile, knowing that this was true. Travis and I have gone on two dates since we have come up with our plan. Although we aren't officially a couple, thing are going well and I hope it happens soon.

"I'm just scared, this isn't just a test I can fail and try again later. If I fail, I die and that's all there is to it" I mumbled before standing up. "It'll be okay" he said, standing up. He pulled me in for a hug, squeezing slightly. I hugged him back for a moment before pulling away. "I guess I will get dressed now" I chuckled. "We lost mom and dad, I refuse to loose my baby sister too. Me and Ashton will be watching him like a hawk." He smiled back before walking out, closing the door behind him.

I pulled my cheerleader uniform over my head. I put my hair into a high ponytail, sighing. I never wanted to be a cheerleader. I have nothing against cheerleaders it was just something that never interested me. But look were I am now, wearing this tiny little outfit.

I put my no show white socks on, and then my white shoes. I grabbed my back pack, pulling it over my left shoulder. I grabbed my phone, wallet, and truck keys as well. I walked to the kitchen and grabbed an apple, taking a bite.

"Do you have your wand?" Ashton asked, waking into the kitchen after me. "In my backpack" I replied, taking another bite of my apple. I placed my back pack on the couch. "In your backpack?" He repeated, raising an eyebrow. " I don't exactly have a pocket to hide it in" I said, motioning towards my outfit.

"Right" he sighed, running his hand through his black hair, thinking of a solution. "It would be smarter for both of you to have it in your backpack until it is time" Braxton said, walking into the room, pulling Ashton's wand out of his back pocket. "I can see it when it's in your pocket" Braxton sighed.

Ashton quickly took his wand back from Braxton, glaring at him. There was a knock at the door, which Ashton went to go answer almost immediately. "Morning" two voices mumbled before Ashton and Travis walked into the living room together.

"Travis is here" Ashton stated. "I can see that" I replied sarcastically, rolling my eyes. I walked over to Travis, wrapping my arms around his neck. His arms snaked there way around my wait, hugging me tightly. "Good morning, Beautiful" he whispered softly into my ear.

"Good morning" I smiled pulling away. I looked from his face to his green plaid unbuttoned shirt, with a white Tshirt underneath. I looked back up to his face, slowly. "Mmm That's nasty" Ashton said, before pretending to barf. "Leave them alone" Braxton said, smacking the back of Ashton's head.

"Are we ready to leave? I still need to pick up Brooklyn" I asked the boys, as I put my backpack back onto my shoulder. "Yes" they replied, insync. We walked out the front door, after saying goodbye to Braxton. We walked to my truck in the drive way.

I climbed into the driver seat, Ashton climbed into the back and Travis got into the passenger seat. I turned the trucks engine on, before backing out of the drive way. After I started towards Brooklyn's house, I held Travis' hand. He smiled softly at me for a moment. None of us said anything until we got to Brooklyn's house.

"Hey beautiful people" Brooklyn smiled as he got in, sitting next to Ashton. "You seem happy today" Ashton pointed out, sounding nervous. "Of course I am. My best friend is a cheerleader with me" she squealed excitedly, making me chuckle. "You do know the plan right?" Ashton asked, slowly.

"Of course I do!" She gasped sounding offended. I started driving towards the school. Ashton and Brooklyn were talking in the backseat, going over the plan one more time before school started. Brooklyn wanted to make sure she and the other girls weren't in too much danger. Honestly I don't blame her. The routine placed me front and center through almost the whole thing.

To say that I was terrified for my life, would be an understatement. But I had no choice, I need to do this. I need to win this, I have no other option.