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>>breanna

"I GOT BROADS IN ATLANTA!"

I sang as horribly as danced my out of my bathroom with a cloud of heat following me out. It was game day so I was getting my morning turn up on.
Laying out my outfit for the day out on my bed, I looked over at my my clock and it read 6:15, not bad I had time. I wanted to be out of the house by 6:45. I took my towel off and moisturized my body with baby lotion and coconut oil (bless.) before putting both my undergarments and outfit on.

That didn't take more than ten minutes because soon I was seated in front of my vanity brushing out my hair, which I tossed up in a bun. For makeup I only applied one layer of BB cream, some mascara, and a coat of chapstick. Once I was finished I grabbed both my school bag and game day bag, heading for the door. But not forgetting my phone and charger before going down to the garage to my car. I placed my bags in my back seat then got into the car, hooking up the aux letting Kanye West's Life of Pablo blast through the speakers as I pulled out of my driveway. On the way to school I stopped at the Starbucks a block from the school and ordered drinks for some of the girls on the squad. In total I had two full trays in my passenger seat when I pulled into the school parking lot. Getting out I left my game bag in the back and only got my school bag, putting it on my back. I grabbed the trays, locking my car and headed to the gym. Inside the gym I saw majority of the squad in the bleachers, spotting Brooke I went over to her greeting some girls on the way.

"Good morning sunshine!"

Brooke jumped up grabbing her drink first before I could get the chance to hand the other girls theirs. I shook my head as I handed the girls their drinks. Once I had my own drink I sat down next to Brooke.

"Bre what do you want on your face babe?"

One of the captains, Carly, asked. She had put her drink down and was now stand in front of my with some war paint and brushes.

"Basic football lines."

She nodded taking the brush a putting a line of black paint under each of my eyes.

"There you go babe."

"Thanks."

I turned to Brooke and saw she only had the the number 33 on her left cheek. I raised a brow because her assigned players number was 18.

"Marco is the new running back and Melanie didn't have a problem switching players."

This girl was mad crazy. We both bursted out laughing until the door to the gym opened revealing Taylor accompanied by Lauren and her little posse, that's weird. They were all laughing together about something as Taylor wildly talked.

"Oh I forgot to mention, Taylor's now all buddy buddy with little hoepeep."

Brooke whispered to me. I just shrugged my shoulders and continued to sip on my drink and scroll through my Instagram feed.

"Do you guys have any paint left Lauren and the girls really want to show some school spirit."

Everyone stayed quiet not saying a word. The whole squad practically didn't like Lauren and here Taylor was bringing her into our circle.

"Bre?"

I snapped my head up looking at Brooke, wondering why in the h*ll my name was being called. Brooke was no help she was over here trying her hardest not to laugh, I wanted to slap the mess outta her.
Right as Taylor was going to say something else the doors to gym opened once again, but this time the football players came in.

"Aye chicas we're looking for some paint!"

Rico, one of the players, howled out as all the players came down to get painted by their cheerleader. I quickly spotted Chase and signaled him over. He came over to where I sat and we both took a seat on the gym floor in front of each other.

"Okay Bradford I've got red, black, white, and gold paint."

"I want only black paint like this."

He held up his phone to show me the picture. I nodded taking the black paint, trying my hardest to recreate the image.

"Bre want to come out with the team after tonight's game? We were thinking to grab a quick bite at In&Out if we win tonight."

"Well I guess you better win then Bradford."

I smiled at him, accepting his invitation  as I hand him my phone so he could look at my masterpiece. Taking my phone he pulled me by my waist into his lap and began to take selfies of the two of us on his phone. I couldn't help, but giggle like a little girl. But all the laughs quickly stopped when a very un welcomed guest came along.

"Chase! Long time no talk!"

Lauren, followed by her goons, approached us. She twirled her hair and flirtatiously batted her eyes at Chase. The b*tch was really about to catch these hands because they rated e for everybody.

"Uh hey, Lauren? It's Lauren right?"

I wanted to burst out laughing at Chase, but I new if I did a whole new wave of drama would erupt.

"Girls isn't he just a cutie? Anyways just wanted to ask if you were doing anything after the game tonight?"

I mentally rolled my eyes as I buddies myself with my phone. I was looking at the pictures Chase and I took, choosing one to be my lock-screen.

"Yeah some of the guys and I were going to grab a bite."

I locked my phone and stood as I gathered my things. The bell was going to ring anyway and people were leaving the gym.

"Bre wait up I want to walk you to class."

Chase came up behind me once again taking a hold of my waist, turning me to face him. He had an amused look on his face along with a sly smirk, while I rolled my eyes. This caused him to chuckle softly.

"We'll catch you later Lauren."

He said throwing her a look over his shoulder before taking my hand his and walking out of the gym with me.

"Just to make thing clear, I prefer chocolate. Pure chocolate."

{Author's Note}Lauren's followers Kimberly and Julie.