Chaz Somer's Sister

Competition

The bus pulled up outside the hotel we were staying at which had a huge gym/ballroom for events like this.

When we stepped out of the bus we automatically got dirty looks. We have literally everything. Each girl has at least two bags and a box and every girl has a rolling makeup case that folds out into a lighted mirror and table. Everyone has the signature team travelling outfit. Black soffee shorts with pink panels and a black velour hoodie with black converse. Someone say dream team!

We automatically put our game faces on, you know, the whole slightly pouty yet gorgeous modelesque face. Flipping our hair and swinging our hips.

When we got to the dressing room it was immediately all hands on deck. I looked over to where Chaz, Ryan, Justin, Mitch and Nolan were sitting awkwardly as every girl in the room was either doing their hair or their makeup. I'm sure the smell alone is enough to kill them.

Justin's POV

Sweet god I hate cheer competitions. It reeks of hairspray and makeup.

I looked up to the coach walking towards us.

"Boys? The girls are about to start changing, if you could wait outside that would be appreciated,"

We immediately stood up and walked out. Glad up have an excuse to leave.

"Jesus, fucking, Christ!" Mitch stated, voicing all our thoughts.

"I know right! Your sisters a fucking physco for doing this Chaz!" Ryan pushed his shoulder.

"Yup! Hey you guys going to the party tonight?" Chaz asked.

"Ye man, did you miss that whole conversation we had on the bus about it? It's gonna be like anyone who's anyone in our school, jocks and cheerleaders automatically invited and Justin being Bieber is obviously invited!"

"So Jessie's invited?" I asked casually.

"Well duh man, she's a cheerleader!" Ryan said as if it was obvious, which it is I suppose.

"Aw shit guys! Jessie's going and she'll literally kill me if I go near her, but she'll probably do something reckless." Just as Chaz finished speaking, the team walked out dressed and ready in black and white zebra print sports bras and black and pink skirts that were basically just loads of strips of material joined together, because every time they moved you could see the pink hotpants underneath.

The team walked ahead to the waiting area while we went to sit in the audience.

********Jessie's POV*******

We got backstage and everyone silently ram over the routine quickly, just marking all the tricks. Before we knew it we were being called on stage.

We walked out and took our positions. I stood between my three spotters and once the music started they threw me in the air and I did a triple flip and once I landed that first stunt, I knew it'd be amazing.

*******Chaz's POV*********

Wow. That's my sister. She's like front and centre of everything and literally every second she is doing tricks and backflips and stunts and its amazing. I'm even overlooking the fact that she's wearing hardly any clothes.

*Results ceremony*

**Jessie's POV**

We all stood on the stage, holding hands and praying. It was nationals for gods sake, of course we wanted to win!

"And the winner of National Cheerleading Championship Canada is........... THE TIGERS FROM STRATFORD HIGH!!!!!!!"

we all jumped up screaming and hugging. Next thing I knew the team had pushed me forward to collect the trophy and talk to the presenter.

"So you're the captain am I right?" He asked smiling.

"That's right!" I grinned back at him.

"Anything you'd like to say?"

"Yes. GO TIGERS!!!!!!" We all cheered again, before everyone was told to get off stage and go back to their dressing rooms.

After our mini party in the dressing room we all started packing up and changing back into our regular clothes, so I climbed up on a table in the middle of the room.

"Don't forget, PARTY TONIGHT!!" we all cheered again before coach Greene told us to get on the bus. Just as we were walking out the door Justin grabbed my hand and pulled me back.

"You were amazing, I'm sorry I wasn't here for you," I just smiled at him. How do you tell the person you used to have a childhood crush on how you actually feel. Especially one that has millions of girls all over the world screaming for his attention. I walked out and handed my box to Chaz and my suitcase/makeup box to Ryan. But I kept my team sports bag because it has my name on it and its black, pink and zebra print. Pretty cool.

Although I was excited for tonight, the whole bus ride home I was just thinking about what Justin said. Should I forgive him? Is he actually sorry? Did he really miss me? But one part of my mind is telling me that he's here now, he wants to make it right and god only knows when he can come home again!

I eventually decided to take a break from thinking about that and started marking through my solo for tomorrow in my head.

When the bus dropped us back to where the card were parked we all got straight in and drove home, it was six now and we had a party to primp for!

After showering and drying my hair I started the process of getting ready. I straightened my hair then curled the ends slightly. I then did my makeup which was red lops, smoky eyes and foundation with my gorgeous fake eyelashes!

Picking outfits is always the hardest part of going out. I eventually decided on a red strapless bodycon dress that went to just below my bum and was backless except for black a few black straps going horizontally across the back. It highlighted my curves and although it was slutty, looked amazing! I paired it with my gold studded/beaded Louboutin heels and my black and gold Michael Kors clutch. I had gold circular earrings and that was all. After putting a few things in my bag I was ready to go.

I slowly walked downstairs and of course, straight into Justin. He opened his mouth but I shushed him and left. Hopefully he won't tell Chaz that his thirteen year old sister looks like a slut!