Life of a competitive cheerleader

Mirror

I have always been a smaller girl , i pretty much have looked the same since I was 14 years old besides that I've grown 2 inches and developed boobs . I've been looking in the mirror for about 15 minutes now trying to figure it out but I don't see anything. It's just me long dark brown wavy hair , golden hazel eyes , soft features , 5'2 about 106 lbs .

"What the hell was manny talking about then ?!" I said without realizing it was out loud , just as my mom was walking into my room.

"Honey what are you doing?" "You've been staring at your self for half an hour ", she said with a concerned look that all moms have down so perfectly

"Manny was walking by earlier and gave me this weird look laughed , and said something under his breath "

"Brooklyn ignore him don't let him work you up he's just trying to make you nervous for tryouts and practice today , that's what brothers are for "

"Eeehemmm" I coughed . "he's not my brother mom, he's my step brother remember not related and proud "I said in a sarcastic tone .

"Ok honey whatever you say "she said as she walked out of the bedroom humming .

My mom married Tom 4 years ago he's a drunk which sucks , but at the same time he takes care of us and he loves my mom so I guess I can't really say anything .

I looked down at my phone And checked the time , 2:30 I got an hour and a half till tryouts for senior elite worlds team and then a 7 hour practice and I couldn't be more excited and nervous at the same time.

I mean I know ill make the team but its still just as nerve racking performing in front of people I love it but I still get nervous . I finally pull my self away from my full length mirror and decide to take a nap . it's gonna be a long night .