BRING IT ON.

NINE

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"Where the hell is this guy?" Courtney sneered as she pulled me with Whitney to stand beside Torrance. Whitney seemed as annoyed as Courtney and I had to suppress a laugh from escaping before they could get any more upset than they already seemed to be at the moment. I didn't blame them though, who shows up at their own scheduled practice extremely late? It just proved that this man was bad news already even if we hadn't met him yet.

Torrance took a breath before turning to us, "Listen, we're lucky he's even doing this for us."

Before anyone could respond, a man walked in wearing knee length booths and a black shirt with black pants. He was holding a radio in one hand with a bag in the other. He dropped his bag dramatically to the side before placing down the radio and starting the music.

As he did a small snippet of a routine, he reached over and turned off his radio before standing and walking towards us, gesturing for everyone around Torrance to move. We made two lines as face the choreographer, one for the girls and one for the guys.

"Thanks for coming. We're..." Torrance tried to state but was cut off by the hand that was placed firmly in front of her.

"Don't speak." He said in response before going to the end of our line. He started with looking over at Kasey, "You. You have weak ankles." Kasey threw a pout as he continued to move on to Whitney, "One of your calves is bigger than the other." Whitney scoffed with a roll of her eyes before turning to glance at them once he walked away. "Too much makeup..." He said with a look of disgust after he took a look at Miranda. "Not enough makeup," He continued adding a shiver after staring at Carly. He placed his hand down when he reached Courtney and seemed offended by her presence, "What's with the skin?! Say it with me "Sunlight"!"

Courtney let her jaw drop as we all watched him move on to Jan, Nicolas, Laenor and Les who decided to join us in our line for some reason. "Male cheerleaders. Enough said." He laughed to himself moving to Missy who was staring at him with a heated glare. "Smile..." He told her as she started to smile causing him to put a hand up with a weird look, "Don't smile."

"Jackass..." Missy scoffed as he walked away from her.

He looked at me from head to toe before rolling his eyes, "Maybe less sunlight for you." I sneered watching as he moved to Darcy, "Good general tone and musculature." Darcy smiled brightly as she tried to be smug when she looked at us but Polastri used that chance to take a look at her butt before he shook his head, "Report those compliments to your ass before it gets so big that it forms its own website." Taking two steps towards Torrance, he narrowed his eyes before speaking, "And you, I take you to be the captain, which means you'll probably need more work than anyone."

"Look, you don't..." Torrance tried to start but Polastri but a finger up to her lips to stop her.

He rose a brow as he shushed her, "Shh.. No, no, no, no, no. Don't speak. Don't think. Listen and learn." Polastri waited until Torrance nodded in understanding before he turned around and walked towards the middle of the gym. He raised his arms up as he started to speak to us all, "I'm a choreographer. That's what I do. You are cheerleaders. Cheerleaders are dancers who have gone stupid. What you do is a tiny, pathetic subset of dancing. I will attempt to transform your robotic routines into poetry," He paused to do a pose with an angle as if he was a damn statue, "written with the human body. Follow me or perish sweater monkeys."

Courtney and Whitney stepped out of their spots in line to turn and look at Torrance with looks disbelief as they shook their heads at her. "We are seriously going to be humiliated." Laenor complained as Nicolas placed a hand on his shoulder patting it in a way to be comforting.

"I want you to think of what you ate today. Got it? Now cut that in half. This is called a diet." Polastri said as he formed us into a new formation and threw a towel over his shoulder pointing at everyone within his eyesight, "Everyone start one today." Some of us were working on certain moves while others were placed to work on stunts. I was standing beside Missy when we noticed Polastri stop in front of Darcy. "Darcy, honey, you should stop eating." He warned as she turned her head to stare forward, rolling her eyes when he decided to continue to talk, "You see, when you skip a meal, your body feeds off its fat stores. And if you skip enough, maybe your body will eat your ass."

I scoffed as I watched Darcy gasp in hurt, "Bitch your faces looks like an ass." Polastri turned to walk towards me until Courtney pulled me behind her as she spoke, "Why does everyone have to go on a diet anyway?"

Polastri pointed at me before rolling his eyes as Whitney came forward to stand in front of his view point that he had to look at me causing him to answer Courtney's question instead, "Because in cheerleading, we throw people in the air, and fat people don't go as high."

He then groaned before moving away from us, "Come on, come on. Let's get back to work!" He slapped Missy's butt using the towel causing Nicolas and Missy to look at him with heated stares.

"Oh this dude needs to be put down..." Laenor mumbled as he moved to sit beside me while we watched Jan hold Missy up while Nicolas stood in front of the two as a precautionary measure in case she were to fall.

Polastri downed a few pills before stepping forward and pointing at the three, "Hold her up! I want dangerous! I wanna feel like somebody's gonna snap their neck! Spirit fingers! Give me spirit fingers! Spirit fingers! Give me spirit!" Jan tried to hold Missy up with one hand as he pushed his middle finger up the air towards Polastri. Unable to hold her anymore, Missy fell forward but Nicolas moved quick enough to catch her.

Missy pushed Jan because he tried to touch her and when she turned around Polastri grabbed a hold of her shoulders to stop her. "Look, I understand that you have underwear up your ass right now, but it beats the hell out of a shattered skull. Think about it." Polastri flicked her nose and when he wa swalking away Missy lunged to grab a hold of him if it wasn't for Nicolas grabbing her by the waist to hold her back.

Polastri started the music again as he had us all watch as he did a routine with spirit fingers for us to follow. "Okay, now, spirit fingers. Spirit fingers!" He started to seem upset as we continued to dance and I had to refrain from making eye contact with Les before we could both turn into giggling messes. "And spirit fingers!" Polastri said again before taking a hold of the stool and breaking it as he smashed it against a rail causing us all to stop our movements.

"These are not spirit fingers." Polastri did a small wiggle of his fingers before seemingly doing the same thing but mentioning otherwise, "These are spirit fingers. And these are gold. Now, let us try this again everyone."