New Team, New Dream

Chapter 1

I had made up my mind, and I was going to tryout for Cheer Athletics Cheetahs. I had the right skills, and I could fly, so I was hoping I'd be set. I was already loving Texas; it was sunny and nice out all the time, and of course... There was Cheer Athletics.

It was about a half hour drive to the gym so I needed to start getting ready now. I pulled open the top drawer of my bureau that had all my sports bras in one half, and my Nike Pros in the other. I selected a black sports bra with matching Nike Pros so that I could pick any bow I wanted. I chose an adorable white lace one that I had just ordered a week before moving here.

I walked into my bathroom and found my hairspray and teasing comb. I gently teased my hair into a neat pouf and sprayed it down. Then I put the rest of my hair into a high ponytail and straightened it and added my bow for the finishing touch.

Afterwards, I inspected myself in the mirror for any flaws, and continued on to my makeup. Just a touch a eyeliner made my blue eyes stand out, a little mascara to define my lashes, and a hint of pink lipgloss completed the look. Then I was done.

I shut the straightener off, and ran down the stairs to the kitchen. I quickly ate a granola bar and packed a bottle of water with ice. Then I threw that and a cookie into my cheer bag, and laced up my nfinitys. I was finished five minutes earlier than I had planned, but hopped into my car anyways.

Once I was on the highway, I plugged my iPhone into the jack and clicked on my music library. Finding Cheer Athletics Cheetah's music from Worlds last year, I clicked on it and turned up the volume. I began mouthing all the words and flipping my hair, and before I knew it, I was at the gym.

Holy crap was it huge. The doorway had a huge sign over it that read "Cheer Athletics" with the logo on it. I parked in a spot for visitors, and then shut off my car. I retrieved my bag from the back seat and grabbed it nervously. Walking up to the entrance, my heart was pounding a million beats per hour. When I opened the door, I was greeted by cheerleaders everywhere, and I was so scared I was shaking. This was it.