I crumple to the ground as she shakes her head, already turning away from me. My eyes are sullen as I watch her walk over to her new girlfriend, pecking her on the cheek before walking away from me. She gets smaller and smaller until she finally disappears into the distance, leaving me behind with tears streaming down my face.
I wake up with sweat covering my face, my eyes wide as I sit up in bed. Why did I have to have that stupid dream again? It just makes me more upset than I already am. That's not even the way it worked in real life. Yes, I had told her that I still loved her, but I hadn't cried after watching the love of my life get carried away into some fucking sunset while I cried like a pussy.
I groan before turning off the alarm on my phone, actually glad that it woke me up for once in my life. My feet touch the carpeted floor as I make my way over to my large bathroom, stripping out of my pajamas as I go. I take a quick shower before changing into my cheerleading outfit, all white tennis shoes on my feet.
Yes, I am a cheerleader, and no it's not just because I get to hang around hot girls who wear short shirts. Ok, that is only part of the reason, but I legitimately do love cheerleading in general. I love the thrill I get when we have to pump up the crowd and our players, us actually able to be on the field or on the court as the game goes on. I have always loved sports, but my mom has never allowed me to participate in any. Cheerleading was the closet I got, even if it is technically considered a sport, and she was pleased with my decision.
Now, the thing about our school is that we are extremely loose when it comes to uniforms. Our school colors are, strangely enough, black and pink, meaning that those are the colors of our uniform. Instead of the name of our school printed on the front, we got to choose our own nicknames when we joined the team. Being the flyer, I got both an all pink and an all black uniform with different nicknames on each. This was due to my spunky personality. If I'm wearing pink, they know I'm in a good mood. If I'm wearing black, stay the fuck out of my way.
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I decide to go with the pink outfit for today, wanting to lift up my spirits for once. It has been almost three weeks since Jisoo broke up with me, and I don't want to wallow around in my own misery for any longer. Besides, it's the first basketball game of the season. Basketball happens to be my favorite sport to watch, and I get to cheer for both the girl's and the guy's teams seeing as I am on the varsity cheer squad.
My hair, a dark plum purple before fading to a silvery gray, gets put up into a high ponytail before I curl the ends. The long strands are in large curls as I spray them with hairspray, them resting on my shoulders. I am not allowed to wear dark makeup with my cheer outfit unless I am in my black one, so I just do foundation, thin eyeliner, mascara, a little blush, and a light pink lipgloss for my makeup today. I finish it off by placing a little pink gem out to the side by the point of the wing of my eyeliner on the right side.
