You were sick and tired of being or offered to be a cheerleader. You weren't a huge fan of preppy girls, glittery outfits, or huge pom-poms. You sighed as you sat on the bleachers watching your best friend Alfred tackle the other players in football practice. You sigh again, listening to the to their shouts and routines. Suddenly you feel a tap on your shoulder, and turn around to be greeted by a goofy grin, and can't help but to smile back. "Hi Al, practice over already?" You ask, wiping some sweat off of his face with your sleeve. "Yeah, wanna walk home?" "Yea, I don't see why not." you reply standing up from your seat. He offers his hand and you happily take it, as he guides you carefully down the bleaching.
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You and Alfred were walking down the street, around the corner from your house laughing. "Why won't you be a cheerleader ________?" he suddenly asks. "Then you could cheer me on, as I score touchdowns." It was silent after that, you didn't reply. "I mean you're really pretty, and you do have the body for it." he explains. "Al I don't want to be a cheerleader, not now not ever. I told you and everybody else that, stop bugging me about it." You snap walking ahead, leaving Alfred standing there staring at your retreating figure. Once you make it to your house you swing the door open forgetting to close it. You head upstairs getting ready to take a shower. You stand under the steaming beads of water, feeling guilty you yelled at him, it wasn't his fault after all.
You get out and but on short shorts, and a tank top. putting your wet. h/c hair in a ponytail and head down stairs to get your phone. "_____?" a voice startled you. you turned around and quickly relaxed when you saw Alfred, he wasn't in his shoulder pads and cleets, just regular clothes. "How did you get in here? I was going to call you." you say. He laughs nervously. "Well your door was open so I thought I'd come apologize." You walk over and hug him, soon you feel his arms snake around your waist, returning it. You pull away and stare at the ground, "I'm sorry I got on your case. It's just cheerleading and me don't go together very well." you explain. He scratched the back of his neck nervously,
"Well, it would be nice to see you as a cheerleader. Having you cheer for me would make me really happy. Seeing you doing little dances and in a short skirt 'll give any guy motivation." he says proudly and you darkly blush at the last one. You playfully punch his shoulder, "I-idiot, you've been hanging around Francis too much!" you yell. He laughs obnoxiously and grabs you by the waist. "But will you try to be a cheerleader...for me?" he asks, giving you those adorable puppy eyes you could not resist. 'damn...' damn you thought in defeat. "O-okay, I'll try." you say looking away. "Awesome! Well see ya tomorrow!" he says, before kissing your cheek and running out the door. You hold your crimson cheek and stare at the door. That idiot could always make you do something you didn't want to do.
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