I walked straight into tryouts with a big smile on my face just like I had a huge bowl of confidence for breakfast. I couldn't believe what I was seeing it was only one girl, three coaches, head director of the cheer squad, and I inside the school. I was confused wondering where the others were at so I decided to ask the girl next to me hoping she would know. " Oh, the other girls already tried out before we did they already made it. " she whispered quietly as the coaches huddled up. " Okay girls it's time for your final tryout! " The head director yelled as she examined the both of us.The coach called the cheer and we both performed at the same time but at the ending it was silent. I was afraid I did something wrong but I know I hit the routine right so, what else could be the problem? The head director continued to write down on her notes and she released us to go home. The car ride back home I was scared for my life I didn't know what to do I felt as if I didn't make the team. As soon as I walked in the house I got a text from the head director announcing that I made varsity and when practice was going to start over the summer. After I gave the news my family and I celebrated then, we went on with our lives.
It was June already and the first day of practice at the park next to the high school. My dad dropped me off and I waited for the other girls to arrive. Keep in mind that I am shy and quiet so it would be hard for me to come out of my shell to talk to people. Then, that's when the girls started arriving to the park already in groups talking to each other. Not one came up to me to speak it was basically like that all of my freshman year so I figured why not try again maybe I will make friends sophomore year. I made varsity again not one friend was made but everything got worse I had girls scream at me even the coaches started screaming at me. I was considered the nobody of the team the worst thing that happened was one girl pushed my back when it was injured. That was when I broke and agreed that enough was enough you can do better.
So I quit the team in the middle of the year and started dancing of course the team hated me. But, by my junior year I moved to a different school and at the end of the year I went into tryouts and I came back out as a varsity cheerleader for my senior year. These girls are opening up to me much more than the other team did. So yes I am doing better now! Thank you VHS!
-Ailsa
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Non-FictionHope is my story based on my experience of what I have faced during my freshman and sophomore year of cheer leading. It was a lot of chaos involved but you know what they say expect the unexpected in everyday living. But, til this day this situation...