I'm Y/N Y/L/N, and I'm currently sitting on a bus, on the way to cheer camp. Which is the last place I want to be. But, alas, I was dragged along on this treacherous trip by Addison, my best friend.
You see, I don't exactly like cheerleading... I'm not bad at it or anything, it's just not my thing. Especially since the people *ahem* Bucky and others *ahem*, are complete shitheads.
Suddenly I felt a tap on my shoulder from Addison, who was sitting right next to me.
"You sure you don't want to give cheer camp a try? Come on! I know you want to..!" I blinked slowly at her before stating,
"Why would I want to? I can't stand being within six feet of Bucky and the Aceys."
"I get that. But it's cheer! You have to take the good with the bad!"
"And what, exactly, is the good?" I questioned, raising a brow. Addison sighs and pulled out her a piece of paper to write a note, to who I presume is Zed.
I put in my earbuds, hoping the music will drown out everyone's excitement for cheer camp. But.. I ended up falling asleep. Not that I'm complaining
"Y/N...Y/N! Wake up...we're here!" I slowly opened my eyes and stretched my arms. Addison rolled her eyes, "you sleep too much."
"Pfffft. It's not possible to 'sleep too much'." Addison sighed, again, then headed off the bus with me following closely behind her.
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