Chapter 48- game day!

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AN: OMFG I FORGOT HURC WAS A GODDAMN SENIOR LAST YEAR- TF-? I THINK HALF OF THE PEOPLE I HAVE NOW MADE MAJOR PARTS OF THE STORY WHERE SENIORS LAST YEAR- you know what- i give up. Pretend like they were younger last year because i don't have the energy for this and am way too fucking lazy to fix it.

Also sorry this took so long-

Kate's POV:

I sat down on the bag of pom poms.
"Get off those things, you'll get hurt." Eliza said as she was digging around in her cheer bag.
"Or break them!" Farrah quickly added.
"Wow." I layed back on them.
"Kate! You're going to break them. Seriously!" Mattie squeaked. I rolled over onto my stomach and wiggled on them.
"Whatever, let them pop it." Farrah said. Two white rebel rises popped under my line of vision.
"Hey Kae." It was Charles. A smile grew across my face.
"Hey Charlie." I replied, looking up at him.
"Whacha doing?"
"Nothing much." Peggy, Maria, Mattie, and B started giggling.

"Lee stop flirting with Dalton and get over here." Coach W said. I rolled my eyes and Charles walked away.
"Flirting?! Kate's a lesbian!" B yelled.
"Bisexual, actually." I corrected.
"They just have a very, very strong preference for women." Eva added. I flopped back down on the pom poms.

Angie's POV:

"Where's Sam?!" Peggy yelled.
"I donno. Wasn't my turn to watch him." Maria said.
"He's your boyfriend." I said. "Just text him."
"We're not dating. We're talking."
"Same thing."
"Its actually not. Although many consider talking to be the pre-dating stage. It is during this time that people are able to get to know each other better without making the actual commitment or putting in the work necessary to date. Not everyone talking will make it to dating."
"Betsy, I love you to death, but Ima need you to stop talking." Maria said.
"Wait Sam and Peggy are talking?!" Eva asked.
"SAM IS HERE?!" Thomas yelled.
"AND PEGGY IS TOO?!" Farrah yelled.
"They're perfect for eachother!" Maria yelled.
"I HATE YOU ALL." Peggy yelled.
"SAM ISNT HERE YET." Charles yelled.
"Wait isn't Peggy gay?" B asked.
"What- ew no. I'm straight." Peggy said. "Burn the gays." She quickly added. B looked at her with a 'wtf' look.
"She's pansexual." I said.
"Am fucking not. Gays are weird. I'm extremely homophobic."
"Our parents are 7/8 for gay kids." Eliza said.
"Corn is only one so if that explains anything." I said.
"SAM!" Charles yelled. Peggy immediately looked up.

Peggy's POV:

"Water. Samuel." I yelled as i was running to him.
"But-"
"Ice coffee is not water."
"But its a liquid."
"You need water for games, Sammy."
"Sammy."
"You heard NOTHING."
"I don't need water. Iced coffee will do just fine, Rita."
"Rita?"
"Your name is Margarita, right?"
"Yea...."
"So Rita is a nickname for that." I felt my face turn red. I shook my head and turned around.
"We can share my water." I started back towards the team.
"So we're gonna share water but we haven't even kissed?" I stopped dead in my tracks. The whole team turned and looked at us. I slowly turned around.
"What."
"You heard me." He set down his drink in the grass.
"Uh Sam-" he grabbed me by the waist and kissed me. I stood on my tip toes and put my hands on his face. There were pom poms crinkling, water bottles crashed to the ground, and shocked noises came from the team.
I pulled away and he pulled me back. More shocked noises came from the team.

Charles POV:

"Oh my shit." Angie said. The rest of us had our mouths hung open or have hands on our mouths.
"Thats Peggys-"
"First kiss." Maria finished Eliza's sentence.
"Putain de merde." Laf said.
"Ils s'y mettent vraiment." Angie said.
"Je pense qu'ils sont comme... en train de s'embrasser." Annleigh said.
"Should someone go break them up?" B asked.
"Nah. Let them." Caoch C said.
Eliza got her phone out and took a picture or video or something.
"Thats a little weird." I said.
"Nah. Its for the slideshow at their engagement." She said.
"Or just because our little sister is having her first kiss and make out sesh." Angie said.
"In front of everyone." Kate said.

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