Breaking Loose (In Progress)

Chapter 3

"Hey baby." Michelle smiles, linking arms with me as we make our way to practice.

"Hello darling." I smile at her.

"Stop." She orders, stopping exactly where she is, causing me to stop too.

"What?" I ask, confused, before Carter Carson turns the corner. I look at her confused, before glancing at him.

"Oh look, the perfect little cheerleaders." He sneers, seeing as we've changed into our practice uniform already. I do that at the end of 6th period, seeing as my teacher couldn't careless what we do. Michelle wore her practice uniform to school today.

"Mr. Cliche Bad Boy ladies and gentlemen!" I sarcastically announce, a hateful edge to my tone. Michelle nudges me, but I ignore her.

"Bitch." He mutters.

"Asshole." I retort, rolling my eyes.

"Cilla!" Michelle shouts, ripping her arm from mine and glaring.

"What?! Why do you care?!" I ask defensively. She has a boyfriend, what is going on?!

"Go get to practice!" Michelle says loudly, pointing down the hall. What just happened?!

"You need to get there too." I snap, before storming down the hall, leaving them both behind.

"Hey girly." Amber smiles at me, as I reach the field.

"Michelle and I are fighting. Stay away." I say, not even glancing at her. She immediately backs away slowly. I almost smile until I remember Michelle and I are the reason she did that.

Lyla comes my way, until Amber quickly pulls her away, before she gets too close.

"Courtney! Michelle and Cilla are fighting!" Amber shouts as soon as everyone arrives... Well everyone except Coach Lacie.... She's not here yet. Michelle sends me a glare and I sarcastically smile at her.

"Michelle Abernathy and Priscilla Rose to the side now. Everyone else start stretching. Zach lead it." Courtney shouts, causing Michelle and I to rush to the side. Everyone else quickly rushes to midfield and starts stretches.

"Hey Court..." I smile innocently at her.

"Don't you dare give me that shit, Priscilla." She snaps at me, before looking at Michelle. "Now tell me what happened."

"Priscilla is a fucking bitch. She was over there being all rude to Carter. She insulted him." Michelle sends another glare my way.

"Cilla!" Courtney snaps.

"He started it!" I defend, my eyes wide now.

"Did he?" She asks, looking between us.

"He's new." Michelle defends him. Oh my unicorns this girl has lost her mind! 

"Michelle, he is an asshole! I am not gonna sit by letting him insult me and not respond." I say, getting angry.

"He's new!" She says, wide-eyed.

"That is no defense! He should be nice if he wants friends otherwise no." I snap, angrily.

"Cilla, calm down. Both of you, opposite sides of the field. Michelle you're in Zach's group today. Cilla, you're with me. If you don't figure this out by practice tomorrow, don't bother coming." Courtney says, before turning and walking back towards the field. Michelle goes towards Zach's side of the field, while I go towards Courtney's. Lyla joins our side while Chelsea joins Zach's.

"Let's do the dance." Courtney announces. The Juniors and Seniors nod. The Freshman look confused and the Sophomores looks uncertain.

"Freshman, go to Zach's group. Sophomores, you got this." Amber pipes in with a smile.