𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 | carlisle cullen

ch. 2 | twisted teas & bear claws

the beginning... ]

"stronger than steel, bigger than the sun, bears won't quit, 'til they get the job done!"

the bleachers roar as the game is one touchdown away from winning. the cheerleaders twirl their red pompom vigorously cheering and chanting. they jump in school pride and amongst the red and black beaming cheerleaders is cherry lockheart. she shakes her pompoms with pride and glee, smiling bright at miraculous' esteemed footballers. game day is always so fun and exciting- i mean, it composes of everything she loves- dancing, screaming, ribbons, and food. as far as football goes... she can't tell you the first thing about it, or any sport for that matter, but the raging atmosphere full of sweat, yelling, and adrenaline is a rush she hopes to preserve forever.

"touchdown!" the bleachers stand and shout, the cheerleaders cheer brightly, and the miraculous football stars huddle together, victory shining in each of their eyes.

♡

"oh my god that was amazing!" cherry beams ecstatically stripping off her outfit. "hell yeah!" daphne agrees, "tyler smoked them!" she dramatically flings her hand to her forehead, "he's such a dream, cherry." the blonde giggles. indeed, tyler peters, quarterback star and farmer boy lives rent free in every girl's head.

"you're coming to the bonfire tonight, right?" daphne asks staring at her pleading. "of course! i love the bonfire parties."

"great, because i think i'm going to try to make the move." cherry gasps, "tonight?!" daphne nods, "tonight!" the brunette's cheeks flush and her gaze drags down, "oh, cherry. what if i make a fool of myself?"

"d," cherry pulls her faded def leppard shirt over her head and walks to the girl giving her a comforting hand, "you're the hottest b here and tyler knows that, trust me. wear something to show off those million-dollar legs."

daphne snickers, "alright, alright. you're right. what are you gonna wear?"

cherry hums stuffing her cheerleading bag, "i'm not sure, maybe that sequin top i like."

"you want to grab your stuff and come to mine? we can do each other's hair." daphne asks shutting her locker. "yeah! i'll meet you up in ten minutes or so."

"awesome! oh! did you hear about the new kids?"

cherry darts her head dramatically, "no! who, where, when?!"

daphne pulls out two pieces of gum, "i heard from ninel that her dad was talking to the new kids dad and he's apparently a doctor and he's got six or seven kids."

"no way!" 

"i know right! she said he said they're all in high school too."

cherry's eyes cloud in new kid fantasy's, "i hope they're pretty and like ceramic frogs..."

"cherry... no one can like ceramic frogs like you can. i don't think anyone can match your ceramic frog freak."

the girl rolls her eyes, "hater. one day, i'll prove you wrong and at my wedding i'll have a ceramic frog officiate my beautiful, frogful marriage!"

meanwhile, not too far away resides the newest family in question. moving boxes piled up high in the newly built and decorated home. "ughh, i hate unpacking!" emmett pouts and kicks a box. "hey!" bella scowls, "those are my books. take it out on your box full of boar skins." he sticks his tongue out at her and rosalie elbows him in the ribs hands full of stacked boxes, "take these."

alice skips into the house humming with a couple boxes in hand. unlike emmett, she loves unpacking! organizing, reorganizing, shopping- it's a fun activity all around! but that thrilling excitement lived short with a vivid vision halfway up the stairs.