Chapter 7

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Part of me wants to say 'no I hate Derek' but then the other part of me ponders. Why is he always so rude to me and my squad? I know he has a HUGE ego but he's never as mean to Hayley's, Brooke's or even Marissa's squads and they are even more rude than I am! Of course he gets along with the all male squads so it just leaves me questioning: why me? What did I do that was so wrong? Am I that terrible of a person to him? But most of all why do I let this bother me so much?!

"Daniella...Daniella" I was pulled back into reality when Erin was snapping her fingers in front of my face calling my name.

"If you love Derek say what?"

"What?" I said, damn it. She always pulls that one. Erin bursts out laughing and so do the boys as I feel some heat rise to my cheeks.

"She...she always...hahaha.....oh my gosh... She always falls for...it" Erin said gasping for air through her fit of laughter. I just rolled my eyes as the boys smirked at me.

Then I felt all the eyes in the room on me "I don't love him! I don't even like him!" I exclaimed.

The night was full of talking and getting to know everyone else more. I think the boys liked Erin, I mean what is there not to like. You know that saying, where no one likes you but 1, 000, 000 people like your best friend.

***The Next Day***

As I sit here in Mr.Firlly's first period math class, trying to learn about parabolas I cant help but get distracted. There's just too much to think of: rival night, what place we will come in, Derek-wait no no why am I thinking of Derek? Nope unacceptable I'd rather keep myself from vomiting thank you very much.

"So Daniella mind telling us the answer?" Mr. Firlly said as he directed the classes attention towards me.

Oh great Mr. Firlly called me out, this isn't the first time he has done this and of course with his perfect timing he picks the time where I'm sitting at the back of the class without my glasses (I really need to find those) so I can't see anything.

"Uhm..." I froze, I didn't even know what he was asking me "can you...uh...repeat the uhm question please sir?" I stumbled.

"What's the quadratic formula for a parabola?" Oh well thats easy, the nerd I am I put it on Twitter to remember

I felt so uncomfortable in that class. Especially because of the hot stupid jocks that intimated me a lot. Last thing I need is to be made fun of by one of them.

"Uhm negative B plus or minus the square root of B squared minus 4 AC divided by 2A"

*RINGGGGG* oh thank god, saved by the bell.

"Now don't forget your homework everyone, remember quiz on Tuesday" Mr. Firlly called out as we were packing up to leave. The worst is finally over but I still really hate math class.

The day dragged on slowly but surely and soon enough I was at cheer. It was only 3:00pm so we had until 4:00 to work on stunts then at 4:00 we had to sharpen up and practice our routines.

It was tough, one of our girls Sky just came back from an injury when she landed a round-off wrong about a month ago and Macy has been on a on going a battle with strep throat for 2 weeks now.

This is not something the squad needs 1 month before Rival night. The squads aren't that big themselves only 20 people each so to already have 2 teetering between in and out is rough.

"Daniella" Sky called as she was running up to give me a hug.

"Sky! Its been so long how are you?" I asked while hugging her. It was true, a month was a long time and it was sad not seeing Sky's bubbly personality always lighting up practice.

"I'm feeling better thanks I'm ready to cheer!" She laughed.

"Aha great to hear!" I smiled. Everyone else ran to give her hugs while I set up music.

We had to nail this routine because the last football game before the playoffs is this Friday! I know how cliché, cheerleaders cheering at a football game but its our job and it gives us good...publicity if you know what I mean.

The thing I loved about cheer is that you could mash together a whole bunch of songs to get one solid routine. I love the fact that its not always so consistent.

"Alright ladies lets get into formation" Erin yelled. We got into our formation and the music started playing. It was a simple routine consisting of a few rolls, cartwheels, roundoff's, then we would have myself, Erin and two other girls in our squad: Clara and Morgan all line up front and do a front walk over ended with a straddle.

Then we would all yell "L-E-T-S G-O... LETS...GO...FALCONS!!" Finally we would all form a giant pyramid. No flyers or anything, it wasn't really needed. Easy right? Well I was proved wrong when Clara slipped during her front walk over and slid straight into Erin's path.

Face palm, this was going to be a long practice.

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