high school love a semi

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~ After school in the gym ~

"I hear the cheerleaders are practicing in the gym today." Alyson said to Demi as they were sitting on the bleachers waiting for practice to start.

"Why?" Demi asked, looking at her confused.

"Because it's raining duh." Alyson said as she pointed to the gym doors that lead to the field.

Demi looked over and saw the rain hitting the little windows on the doors. "I didn't know it was still raining. I thought it had stopped.

"Well too bad it didn't." Alyson said before the coach approached them.

"Ladies, gather around!" Coach called as everyone came and circled around him. "So as all of you guys know, it's raining outside. Meaning the cheerleaders will be practicing inside with us. Because of this, practice will be short and simple. Now I want you guys to break out into two teams and stay away from the left side of the court, alright? But first we do our warm-ups. Demi you lead while I go talk to the cheerleading coach." Coach Davy said before walking over to the other side of the gym to talk to Coach Sharon.

~ Demi's P.O.V. ~

"Uhm, alright. Let's start with some stretches." I said to the rest of the team.

We began to do our stretches before I saw someone from my peripheral vision. It wasn't just anyone however. It was Selena. She has yet to leave my mind once. She's all I think about. Normally that wouldn't be a problem for me because she was always on my mind anyways but this time it was different. It was different because she was mad at me and didn't want to talk to me. Before I had been fine with not talking to her because she didn't even know me so it was okay.

As I was doing all of this thinking during my stretches, Selena look my way and caught my eye. I gave her a small smile and she...Oh my god! She gave me one back! This made my smile grow even bigger and I started to grin. She rolled her eyes with the smile still in place. This is improvement. Hopefully she can forgive me soon.

"Alright! Ten suicides. All the way across the court! Let's go!" Coach yelled at us as we all groaned. "Oh quit complaining and go."

We all took off on our suicides as soon as he said that. I usually hate suicides (and I still do) but since the cheerleaders were watching us --mainly Selena- I made sure to put my all into it. I raced back and forth in the gym making sure I was in the lead of everyone else. Apparently I succeeded because as soon as I finished my tenth suicide, everyone else was just starting theirs.

"Wow. You were pretty speedy there. Tryin' to impress someone?" Alyson asked with a wink as soon as she was done.

I blushed. "Shut up."

Alyson chuckled. "Whatever. I knew you were trying to impress Selena.

I opened my mouth to say otherwise but Coach Davy started talking to the team. "Okay now get into two teams and do your regular practice."

We all got into our teams (chosen randomly by us) and got into the rhythm of the game. My team was in the lead by a few points. Me and Alyson were hard players so it's no surprise we were winning.

~ Over with Selena, her P.O.V. ~

"Watching Demi huh?" Miley asked from behind me causing me to jump. Swear she needs to wear a bell or something. I didn't bother replying. She already knew I was. Miley sighed. "I know you said you wanted time but you're torturing yourself by doing so.

I sighed. She was right but then again, when isn't she? "I know but I sort of want to see if she'll actually wait for me."

"Hey I told you earlier last night that she would." Miley told me.

"Yeah I know but is she actually serious?" I asked. It was sweet of her to say that but I want to see if she would actually follow through with it. It's cruel, I know but she's not the only one who is in torture.

"From what Alyson has told me, she's pretty serious." Miley said.

Hmm. I wonder what else Alyson told her. "And what else has Alyson told you?" I asked.

Miley though for a second. "That she'd literally die if you don't forgive her and that you're all she thinks about."

I blushed lightly as a smile started to form on my face. She was so sweet. Maybe I will forgive her.

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