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We had a long day of workshops, thankfully I was placed into the same group with Sarah, Ruben and Carson. We were doing facials with Pepper and it was going alright until Sarah decided to hiss with her fangs on display at Pepper after she tried touching her cheeks.

Once the workshop was over, we all decided to head by the pool. I was walking beside Sarah and Ruben as he was trying to convince her to do one more facial that we learned. "If you hate cheerleading so much, why do you do it?" Ruben asked curious to Sarah's behavior.

"For Satan."

"That's a shiny nugget I did not need to know." Ruben admitted as I laughed slightly before we sat on the sand. Sarah pulled out her phone and show us a picture of a car before taking out the fangs from her teeth.

"Satan is my car. My parents promised me payments and insurance if I joined the squad." She shrugged leaning against my shoulder.

"Well, my parents promised me a car if I stop cheerleading. And if I nail a girl, I get my own apartment. How about it Grace, wanna pretend to be my girl for my parents?" Ruben admitted as he turned to me. I shrugged with a nod lifting my hand up for a high-five when he reciprocated it. Our actions causing Sarah to smile, quickly shifting our attention to her as Ruben pointed it out, "See? That was a facial."

"Yeah, in Transylvania."

"Seriously..." I muttered looking up at Brooke who stared back to me. Ruben helped me up before glaring at her in disdain, "Step off Brooke!"

"Who are you? Her Fairy Goth-mother?"

Carson stepped in front of us three to stand directly across from Brooke who rolled her eyes at her appearance. "Brooke, get over yourself, and stop sweating my team."

"Why would anyone listen to you? You suck as a gymnast and a captain too!" Brooke pretended to cheer as she did a few moves with her arms causing the Jets around to laugh.

"Cheer off?" Carson insisted before calling us into position with the Jets doing the same on their side. It went like this back and forth with both teams shouting out their cheers until the Jets eventually and unfortunately won. Making matters worse, Brooke decided to kiss Penn right in front of Carson. Penn looked between the two in disbelief before walking away with Brooke glancing at me before following. I furrowed my brows at her action before tilting my head curiously when I saw Carson follow them.

"Go get her before she does something she regrets." Ayesha suggested as Sarah and Ruben nodded making me run after them as well.

"Hey Brooke!" I heard before I could even make it near them.

"What?" Brooke sighed looking at her with a face of disgust.

"You've got no clue, you're in the dark. Wake up call, it's the year of the..." Carson didn't even get to finish her cheer before she fell backwards into the pool making me gasp. She brushed a hand over her face before smacking the water in anger as Brooke and Penn laughed slightly. I pushed them out of the way before offering her a hand so she could get out. Once she did, she walked around the two staring at the ground with her fists clenched at her sides.

"You are such an asshole." I sneered towards Brooke hitting her shoulder as I walked away. I didn't hear calling after me and if I had I certainly would've still walked away from her because all she does is start problems with our team for no reason.






















































































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Pepper wanted all of the cheer teams to gather together and have lunch so the West Coast Sharks sat at a table across from the East Coast Jets with a few of us comforting Carson after what happened earlier. "Come on babycakes..." Ruben started when we noticed Carson glance at Penn's table with a small but noticeable smile., "If we all just imagine this world's a fabulous place, it'll happen. I see children frolicking under a rainbow eating hormone-free treats... Aww a unicorn." He finished with his eyes closed as he put a finger before his forehead to demonstrate the horn of a unicorn.

Sarah narrowed her eyes at him before closing her on and acting as if she was imaging something too, "I see, mutant turtle gnawing on festering human flesh." She then opened her eyes and turned to Ruben putting her on finger above her forehead, "Aww! They ate your unicorn."

"You need Jesus. Or Prozac." Ayesha pointed her fork to the two as I laughed from my seat beside her. Carson lifted her head from its position on her hand turning to Ruben, "Thanks for trying to cheer me up, Ruben, but I'm more mad at myself than Brooke. I let her get to me. That's why we lost the cheer-off."

"Yeah... that bites. You gonna finish that steak?" Sarah shrugged taking Carson's steak off her plate speaking before anyone else could. I handed her mine as well when noticing that she was looking for more causing her to smile slightly unaware of the eyes from another table.

Carson's phone began ringing and we watched as she flipped it open glancing at Penn who signaled her to answer it, but she just gazed downwards and turned back to us. "Hey, I heard you had kind of a rough day, huh?" Pepper began walking up to our table before she showed us the spirit stick. "But your lucks about to change! Okay, all right." Her and Carson kind of pulled at the spirit stick against each other before she eventually let it go and walked around us. "Oh, West Coast Sharks, may the luck of Herkie smile on you as it has for me."

"Go Sharks..." Carson softly started as we all chorused the same words with her. We danced along to the repeated cheer laughing with one another. This small moment was something we all appreciated after the drama that happened earlier.

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