Molded-his first

[15] Shasha Banks

For some reason, Andrés decided to gift me an expensive man's clone and chocolate.

Out of all the people on Earth, I've chosen a crazy one to be my fake boyfriend.

I remember everyone in the cafeteria looking at me like I was a square peg in a round hole, and it was like that for the rest of the day, including today. Some girls even asked me if Andrés had nice toes.

"As you all know, we now have all of our three nominees" Coach Woods.

Ashley, a girl named Grace, was chosen by Coach Williams, and I stand next to Coach Woods.

"Usually, we let all of you guys choose whose capitan. But we got too many complaints last year from outside students about the cheers."

Everyone starts gasping and whispering about what coach Williams said, but she still decides to continue.

"So I decided to let the people of Kwestpoint decide." She rolls her neck uncomfortable. "I will divide all of you girls into three, and the three girls standing next to me at the moment will choreograph a cheer. The cheer that Kwestpoint thinks is the best of the cheer of our new captain."

I shifted at what she had just said.

The last time I ever choreographed a cheer was at the end of the school year last year once the cheer captain just quit. It was for nationals, and I remember us coming third.

Coach Woods already has three groups of girls and hands Ashley, Grace, and me a bowl with three cards in it.

Ashley takes the card first and then starts smiling. Grace takes her card, her bored expression not changing, and I take a card last.

"Group 3" is written in bold print, causing me to turn to look at the third group.

"You may go," Coach Woods shouts. "You and your group will have to perform next week on Friday before or after, and during the football match, you will go in the order your group is in. Oh, and the winning team gets a missing practice pass while the rest have to do suicides at the start of each practice for three months.

The three of us walk over to the girls that are on our team.

"Hey guys," I greet. "I know we're all probably feeling exhausted from Tuesday's fitness, so we can kinda take a break today and just stretch. But those who can do something interesting and bring something to the table like being good at flips and tumbling, especially the freshmen and new students. Please show me now."

The girls nod at what I've said and start stretching.

***

"Evening Cariño" Andrés smirks, leaning on my door frame as I open the door.

Andrés and I decided the rumors of us dating were probably for the better if we were gonna come out dating anyway. So, I am currently being led to Andrés car.

We decided to display our affection at a party. I know cliche, but I know for a fact that Ashley and Santonio are going to be there since I heard Ashley talk about it at cheer practice.

I look back at the two empty beds behind me. Charlotte is going to this party too she left earlier with Maya.

I shift uncomfortably at the girls pretending to look for their keys as they watch Andrés, and I walk down the hallway, Andrés and I walk over to his car, and more people stiar at us.

Andrés doesn't care and walks with his usual grin as if he's the happiest man alive.

The same grin us pasted on his face as we got to the car garage, and he's about to open the door for me.

"What are you smiling at?" I question.

"Noth-"

"Andrés!" Darius calls.

Darius days Andrés up then looks at me and lifts a brow.

"What are you wearing?"

"Clothes?" I mug Darius.

"To go where? Knitting club?"

I scoff at his over exaggeration.

I'm wearing a white tank top and a long jean skirt that my aunt got me "in case i lost the weight."

I give him a side eye before getting in the Andréses car.

Andréses eyes widen before looking up at my brother.

"Why is my sister getting in your car?" My brother questions.

"We're going to that party we were talking about earlier."

My brother looks at the both of us suspiciously before opening the passenger door that and pulling me out with force.

"I'm coming with," he says more to himself than to the both of us. Sitting in the seat, he just threw me off of

"Wait, what?" I gasp.

Andrés just shrugs and goes over to the driver seat.

"I was sitting there!" I reprimanded my brother.

"So?"

I grabbed Dariuses dreads and yank him out of the car. The next thing I know, the two of us are fighting like it's for our lives in the school parking lot garage.

"Im gonna kill you," I girt.

But that didn't end long because the next thing I know, I'm being thrown over his shoulder and into the back seat.

A loud tearing sound is made, and my eyes widen in embarrassment.

Andrés looks back at me with a confused look.

I shift uncomfortably in embarrassment.

A wide hole on the side of my jean skirt was formed after I felt.

Once Andrés realizes he quickly turns his head forward.

Before I can start stressing about my dress, my mind shifts to something else.

Never in my life have I ever lost a fight with my brother. Ok, maybe I have a couple of times but never that fast.

My brother goes sits in the passenger seat, dusting his hands.

My downfall needs to be studied.

Suddenly, a short purple skirt is thrown onto my lap.

"You can wear that," Andrés announces, causing a wave of relief to pass through me.

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I haven't really been updating since school has started, and exams are soon, but I'll try updating more.😭