Today was our Seniors first football game, which meant I would be cheering on Matt, because he is playing. I got up to the sound of my alarm and put on my cheer uniform. I put my hair up in a high ponytail and did my makeup, which consisted of foundation, mascara, eyeliner, and nude eye shadow. I put on some lip gloss (it's poppin) for a shimmery effect.
I went downstairs and said hi to my mom before walking out and getting into Milla's car. I looked at her and she had the same outfit on and same hairdo but different style makeup. We got to school and the usual whistles filled the air.
I turned around and smiled sweetly, then flipped them off with both hands. "Ms. Maloley! No middle fingers in school!" The assistant principal said. I rolled my eyes and walked over to Matt and Hayes.
"Looking fresh af, aren't I, babe?" I chuckled when I saw Matt and Hayes' eyes practically pop out of their heads. I laughed and sat next to them. I leaned my head on Matt's shoulder, closing my eyes. "You tired, babe?" Matt asked rubbing small circles on my back. I just nodded my head yes and then the bell rang.
The day went by fast and now we were on the field doing our "3,2,1" cheer. We finished up and that's when the buzzer rang. I looked back and it was the end of the game, almost. 10 seconds left and Matt was handed the ball and he sprinted towards the end zone. He dodged a bunch of guys trying to tackle him.
He reached the end zone and threw the ball in the ground and did a dance. The buzzer went off notifying that the game was over and that WE won. Every guy in the team lifted him up and patted him on the back, cheering for him. I smiled widely. He got set down and I ran over to him and jumped in his arms.
I wrapped my legs around his torso and kissed him sweetly. "Good job, Matty poo." I said. "Matty poo?" Matt questioned. He laughed and so did I. "Just roll with it." I laughed and kissed him again. This time it was a long passionate kiss. I heard clapping.
I looked up and all the cheerleader and the football team were clapping from the 50 yard line. My face turned so red I swear I was the color of his jersey. I heard things like
"Get some, matt!"
Or
"Get a room, but y'all are cute."
And of course, from Milla.
"Get the D, boo boo!"
I laughed at Milla's comment. I unwrapped myself from Matt and walked over to her. I hugged her. "Where's Haas?" I asked jumping on her back. "He went to the car already. There's a party at 9. Wanna go?" She asked. "DUH." I laughed.
We went to my house and I put on some high waisted shorts and a black crop top with the words "wild child" written in galaxy bubble letters. I put on my galaxy doc martins and kept my hair up.
Milla was wearing ripped dark wash jeans and a white muscle tee that had Mickey Mouse with middle fingers covering his face in floral print. She also wore her floral doc martins and kept her hair up.
We headed out to the house and from a block away I heard the blaring music of Drake from the house and as we got closer I smelt the mixture of alcohol and sweat. This is gonna be fun.
