Allison's P.O.V.
By the time I had gotten home it was nearly 10 o'clock. I took off my boots, gloves and coat and went straight to bed. To be honest, I think I dreamed about Spencer a few times.
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Before I knew it, my alarm clock rang in my ears. It was 4:30 on a Thursday morning, which was when I woke up every morning but Wednesday for cheer practice. I stretched and forced myself to get out of bed even though I wanted to sleep more.
I got dressed in some sweat pants and a tee-shirt. I pulled my hair up into a high ponytail and tied my cheer bow in my hair. I put a change of clothes in my bag, a top, some jeans, and a scarf. I also put my shoes in the bag. I put in a flat iron as well as my make up bag.
I went down to the kitchen and made a cup of hot chocolate. Then I grabbed a granola bar, a water bottle, and a banana. I grabbed my cheer bag and backpack, and put on my coat and boots, then I made my way out to my car. I drove to school and parked near the gym. It must've stopped snowing sometime during the night because the snow was not very deep. I ran to the gym and went inside. Once I finally made it into the gym I took my warm up sweats off and I had my practice shorts right underneath.
We practiced our formations for the performance on the day after winter break assembly which was the Monday when we got back. we also practiced for the Basketball game later after school I had to go to . Then after practice I went into the locker room, put my sweaty clothes in my cheer bag, along with my cheer bow and took a short shower to wash the sweat off. Then I got dressed in my clothes for the day. I pulled out the flat iron and straightened my hair out. Then I did a small French braid across the front of my head. Then I did my make up. I was out of the locker room before most of the other cheerleaders.
It was about 6:45 so I went inside the school and went to my locker. I put my backpack and cheer bag in my locker and I grabbed my books and went to first period because it's A day. My first period is a science class. It's not one of my favorites but I tolerate it. In science class, we worked on a group presentation. I had Kylee Banks, a basketball girl, and Sarah Paulsen, a very academic girl in my group. We got almost halfway through our presentation. Then I went to my 2nd period which was Math. I hated this class but I went through it willingly. On the way to math class, guess who I saw. None other than Spencer Morgan himself. He waved to me and smiled. I smiled back and said hi. I continued to math class but all I could think about was Spencer and our date on Monday.
Soon math was over and I had lunch. I met Marie and Hayley (my other bff who is into Theater) for lunch. Together we walked down to the lunch room. We waited in the lunch line for food and then sat down.
"So, Allison, what are you performing at the assembly next Monday?" Hayley asked because she hates surprises or secrets.
"Why, can't you wait?" I asked, I was super exhausted from early practice and math. I was really hoping that the strawberries and yogurt would energize me.
"You know me! Marie, you'll tell me, right?" Hayley smirked. Neither of us answered. I just picked at my yogurt and took small spoonfuls, for a while, no one said anything. All at our table was silent, except for the background noise of the rest of the student body chatting. I found Hayley and Marie staring at me and then turning back to their food and staring at me once again.
Then Marie spoke, "Allison, what is wrong with you? You've barely touched your yogurt and you aren't your usual chatty self." I caught eye contact with her then looked away.
"Yeah, Allison, what's going on?" Hayley chimed in. The truth was, I couldn't stop thinking about Spencer. And they just couldn't pick it up. It was almost too funny to watch their minds wander.
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It Wasn't Me
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