Not Your Average Cheerleader

NYAC Part 13

"No"

I hit the send button and just held the phone in my hand, fiddling around with it between each hand before I just picked up my bag and started walking on to the field. No one was around at the moment which meant I could do whatever. I tossed my bag onto the grass and rummaged through it, searching for some earphones, I needed a distraction right now and the best way to do that was loud music and some dancing. I had earphones that wrapped around the ear so that when I did flips and things, they wouldn't fall out. I went through my bag once more and pulled out the arm band that holds my phone. I put it round my arm and then strapped the phone in, hitting the play button which started up my playlist. I ripped the ribbon and hair tie out and let my hair fall back, I could care less for preppy cheerleader, I just needed clear thought and distraction.

The first song that started to play was "Faded"by Alan walker. I'd downloaded this a little while ago but I never really took the time to listen to it, but now was as good a time as any. I just let the music take me away. I placed my hands over my face and took a deep breath as I rotated my head around slowly. When I removed my hands, the sun was so bright and warm on my skin. My body just seemed to move naturally with the slow and steady start, The electronic sounds started to fall into place and the words "Where are you now?" started to echo through my mind. I closed my eyes and looked up into the sky, waiting for the next phase of the song to come in. I paid close attention to the lyrics as I moved, Everything just seemed to speak to me, metaphorically. The song rolls into the chorus and I just let loose. Dan had some how become my Atlantis and now I was drowning in a sea of emotion, I had to try and swim to the nearest Island away from emotions, but right now I just didn't know which way to swim.

I looked around and noticed that there were now people sitting on the bleachers, most of them wearing varsity jackets and my coach sitting with them. Why were they here? Maybe an unscheduled practice. Shit. That meant that he would be here soon. I decided to finish the song and then get out of there. More of the team arrived over time and my techniques were getting more amplified, I started working on back flips and handstands, I wasn't the most flexible of girls but with a lot of practice I've managed to keep up with them. By the time I was finished, the whole football team had arrived and started to descend from the stairs of the bleachers, heading towards my direction. I quickly took out my earphones and took off my arm band, stuffing them into my bag.

I picked up my bag and started to walk back towards the school. My coach gave me a smile and a nod, so I gave him the same courtesy, see he filled in if the first coach couldn't make it. I glanced towards the doors and saw someone walking towards me and suddenly my veins ran cold, my heart beginning to ache like before. He jogged in my direction but I had nothing to say to him now. I was faded, yet filled with feelings that wouldn't disappear. I walked past him without acknowledgement, my hair flowing in the breeze, but his hand touched my shoulder, and like a reflex I turned around. I sighed and shook my head, turning back towards the door, I had to get inside.

"(Y/n), wait!"

I turned back to him, wiping the hair away from my face, I could feel the pain and sadness tearing me up inside, I could tell I was about to cry, I could feel it in the back of my throat.

"No Dan. Where do you get off on telling me to wait after what you said to me earlier"

"(Y/n) I-"

"No. Stop talking."

His mouth snapped shut and his eyes widened, he wasn't expecting me to be so stern in my voice.

"Do you understand how humiliating that was for me? Like. I can't believe I let myself be fooled by someone like you"

"Fooled?"

"I said Stop. Talking. I just, what is it with you Dan. Do you enjoy roping people along. Just when I thought you were turning into this Decent guy you go and mortify me in front of your friends. I don't need you to embarrass me Dan. I can do that myself plenty."

"What? How?"

"Dan I'm a cheerleader that doesn't fit in, I embarrass myself by misprinting something in an assignment, because, Consume me Dan, Consume me. Where most girls enjoy the likes of spa days and shopping sprees I would much rather sit at home with a book or play games all night. I shouldn't be a cheerleader, People signed me up as a joke. I'm not even taken seriously in this place. I have Nicole breathing down my neck constantly and I let myself fall hostage to feelings that I don't even want. So Dan. No. You're not allowed to say you're sorry or feel bad for what you did, because in reality, you're just like them. You always have been and you always will be, so no Dan. I'm done, I don't want to talk or be near you anymore.

with that I shrugged his hand off my shoulder and walked inside, I didn't realise the stream of tears I had until after I started to walk away. I used my thumb to wipe my tears and then I walked inside, making my way back to the art room for the rest of the lesson.