Enough.

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>> breanna

Here I was with my back against the soft cushion of my bed and my eyes staring straight up towards my ceiling tiles doing absolutely nothing on my last day of summer.  I should be doing something to enjoy my last few hours of freedom before I was forced back into the routine of waking up at an unpleasant hour to sit in a desk and study away, but no I was here in my room doing nothing. Also I didn't really want to return to the halls of Bayside High School. Since the day I stepped into the halls of that dreadful place my life has been an absolute hell, that is because I was a slightly over-weight brace face teeny bopper with acne and frizzy hair. To top it all off I was super into the 'Plain Jane' attire which everyone loved to get a kick out of.

I let myself be the school punching bag for two years, but I reached my breaking point when in the middle of my sophomore year my dad lost his life to a car accident with a drunk teen driver. I was in-denial and couldn't except the fact that my best friend and the only person who cared of my existence was gone. I went from sky high grades to below average, spending my nights reading a book to crying myself to bed. My life took a complete downfall and just when I was about to give up on life, thinking no one could save me, two really important people did stepped in. My two best friends Brooke and Taylor, they were literally my rock, they picked me up from the hole I let myself fall into and filled the void my dad once filled. When I was down they were right there, through thick and thin they were right there, and even when I didn't need the comfort they were right there. Thanks to them I'm sitting here on my bed with a new appearance and attitude. I even  started my gymnastics up again because it made me happy, that was one thing they taught me and it was to do what made me happy. That was how this year was going to be, I was going to do what made me happy. Snapping out of my little motivational rant I felt the vibration of my phone buzz under my palm where it lay, a message from Brooke lit up my screen.

F: Brooke | T: Breanna

'Wanna meet up at The Dot for some burgers w/ Tay?'

I instantly replied to the message.

F: Breanna | T: Brooke

'Definitely. Be there in 10.'

After pressing send I finally rose from the comfort of my bed and went over to my closet putting on an outfit. Choosing to leave my hair down I grabbed my wallet, keys, and phone going downstairs to go into the garage, but I stopped at the shoe rack to grab my shoes slipping them on before getting into my Jeep driving towards The Dot.

Arriving at the Dot I saw Taylor and Brooke up on the roof top already seated talking about God knows what. I made my way up to the roof top making my way over to the two who quickly spotted me.

"What crackin' sexy mama?"

Brooke greeted with a large grin on her face as I took my seat giving Taylor a side hug.

"Nothin' much hot stuff."

I replied smiling at her while getting comfortable in my seat. We both shared a laugh as Taylor was typing away on her phone furiously. I gave Brooke a look and she just mouthed the words 'Luke' and I understood what was going on. Luke was Taylor's little off and on boyfriend which Taylor complained about or fought with all the time. The two were crazy about each other, but drove each other crazy.

"So you ready to go back to hell tomorrow?"

Brooke asked taking a sip of her drink looking my way.

"Eh, I guess."

"Well guess what, I'm picking you up and we're going to school early."

I gave her a face of pure confusion and disgust. Why was she coming to get me and why are we going to school early. Before I could even open my mouth Taylor threw her phone in her bag coming into the conversation.

"Brooke got you on the cheer squad and tomorrow morning you have to go early to get your assigned player and gear."

My eyes widen as she spoken and I almost choked on Brooke's drink that I was currently stealing sips from. I gave Brooke a look causing her to smirk at me.

"Come on already ask your questions big mouth."

Brooke blurted getting annoyed by the silence.

"Okay! One, why did you get me on the squad? Two, how did you get me on the squad? Three, what's an assigned player?"

Brooke answered first leaning forward

"Bre you do know you a freaking amazing gymnast right? After I showed Coach Gram literally 5 minutes of your last meet and she practically ripped my head off because I hadn't shown you to her sooner."

I still was giving her a look not entirely convinced on why I should be on the cheer team.

"Bre you're talented and you can bring us all the way to Nationals. Think of the experience! The fun!"

Brooke continued on. She did have some sort of weird point. It did sound like fun, but I still had some concerns. Though I wasn't so fully on bored with idea I was ready to take the chance, so I looked over at Taylor.

"Tell me about this assigned player thing."

The smile on her face probably increased to it's maximum size before she did her little excited hand dance.

"Okay the football players all have a cheerleader they're assigned to and you do everything that has to do with that football player. Like wear his number, make his signs, etc. But since you weren't there at the summer meetings you'll have to be assigned to one of players who was gone all summer."

"So I'm going to be some jock's little groupie?"

"No..more like his personally supporter."

Taylor said trying to make it sound better. I just shrugged my shoulders, not really caring because I wasn't getting out of this now so no reason to try, but I sure as hell wasn't about to be some jock's little b*tch.

"Alright enough of that I want some burgers."

I said as the smell of delicious burgers filled the hallows of my nose.

{Author's Note} So welcome to the re-written version 'Enough' and above or to the side is a picture of what Breanna looks like. Also comment and tell me of what you guys think!