a/n you're wearing the pink cheerleading outfit
"i can't believe you forced me to do this." i shake my head in disbelief at nate and the other guys.
"shut up it'll be fun!" johnson reassured , giving my arm a slight nudge.
"this isn't my thing though." i shrugged.
"what is your "thing"?" nate smirks.
"baggy sweatshirts and smoking weed, not this girly shit. i've never wore the color pink in my life, i hate skirts, i hate ponytails, i hate makeup, and i hate you guys for making me do this." i rant.
the boys laugh, "well, you're doing this, and look," gilinsky nods his head in the direction behind me. "that looks like your queen." he chuckles.
i look to where he gestured and narrow my eyes at her. she has red hair, wore a pink cheerleading outfit and she seemed so...happy.
"shes smiling." i cringe.
"is that so bad?" nate asked.
"well she just seems so, happy. its annoying." i reply.
"go over there with your cute tomboy ass." nate shoves me forward.
i look back and glare at him, but turn back to the group of perky girls. i walk over to them, one of them take notice of me and laugh nudging her friends arm and pointing to me. they both laugh, oh hell no. helllllll NO!
i walk up to them and nudge both their shoulders since they were basically blocking my way. i walk up the captain of the team and she smiles.
"hello!" she squeals. i mentally cringe at the sound of her squeaky, excited voice.
"hi.." i trail off.
"you must be y/n, right? oh my gosh i love your uniform! its so cute and pink!" she laughs, giving me a big hug.
how does she smells like cotton candy?! she quickly pulls away from me and pinches her nose.
"what is that smell?!" she asked me with wide eyes.
"oh, thats weed." i smile.
"...oh...well uh, my names casey! i'm the cheer captain, and don't worry the steps aren't that complicated!" she says awkwardly.
i nod and turn to see the boys sitting down and checking out the cheerleaders, and nate was checking me out. i roll my eyes and go to the middle of the group of girls.
"alright girls, so, y/n come up front so i can see what you're doing and if you're following the steps." casey orders, i oblige and go up front.
"great one crack head!" she laughs loudly, then goes to talking to the other girls about the formation like she didn't just insult me.
i scoff, looking at her with anger.
"what did you just call me?" i cross my arms.
"crack head, you smoke weed so obviously your life is ratchet." she giggles.
"casey, honey, i will fucking mess you up." i threaten her and get up in her face, our chests touching while we just stare at each other.
the guys see whats going on and get up, running over to stop whats happening. they knew what i was capable of and if someone insulted me or my friends/family, shit goes down.
"please." she rolls her eyes. i push her chest making her almost fall backwards.
"okay, thats enough!!" nate holds me back, derek and dillion stand in between casey and i.
"you all need to leave, you all stench of weed. this place isn't for people with family issues and poor people problems." casey said, making all the other girls giggle.
thats when i had enough, i get out of nates hold and push past derek and dillion. i tackle casey on the floor and pull her hair, she lets out a loud yelp of pain, i let go of her head making it fall harshly on the floor.
she covers her head and screams as i try to punch her in the face, i grab her arm and bite her. she screams loudly and i spit on her face. sadly nate, dillion, sammy, johnson, gilinsky, and derek had to pull me off. i try to escape their hold on me to continue fighting her but it doesn't work.
"fucking talk shit again you fucking bitch!" i yelled at her as she cried on the floor, holding her head in pain as the cheerleaders were crying and backing away in fear.
"c'mon lil mama, calm down, its alright baby." nate whispers in my ear, and instantly i feel calm. i calm down a bit, controlling my anger and loosening up in nate's grip.
"you alright baby?" he asked me, i give him a reassuring nod and turn to face him, hugging him tightly. he hugs back and kisses the top of my head.
nate pulls away and rubs my back, i look down at casey. she slowly gets up, tears stained her face and her makeuo was all messed up. she looks at me and sniffs.
"i'm gonna sue you." she says in a bitchy white ass tone.
i scoff, "go ahead-"
"no, no do not go ahead!" nate chirps in. "y/n say sorry." he demands me.
i roll my eyes, hesitating for about a minute then giving in.
"i'm sorry for pulling your hair, and punching you, and spitting on you, and biting you." i said quietly, looking down at the floor.
"...its fine, i guess." she responds.
i go to give her a hug but she flinches and backs up. shes afraid of me.... fuck yes bitches!! i smirk.
"see you later girls." i wave with a smile, turning on my heels and walking to the exit of the gym.
"you guys brought a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt right?" i ask the boys as we enter the van.
"i got you covered!" dillion smiles and hands me folded sweatshirt and sweatpants.
"thank god." i let out a sigh of relief.
a/n honest, this is shit, like fuck me daddy maloley but this is shit ok fucking sh00k
