(Ok first, sorry the chapters are so short, either I make them long and update less, or make then short and update more often, see what I mean)
"Everyone, huddle in before I get Coach Shane in here!" Coach Shelia and Coach Shane are brother and sister, so they love to punish us, together. I'll show you a freaking punishment if you make me do conditioning at cheer after we do on it here. But before I can voice my rather rude opinion, a preppy little red headed girl that was at least 5'3 walked into the gym with a skirt, of all things, and a slutty halter top on.
"Who the heck is that?!" I ask Abby.
"Heck if I know, she looks new, lets get her name." Abby said and with that we both got up and stode over there, determined to find out who new girl was. Tapping her on the shoulder, I put on my honey voice and grammy smile, but when she turned around, I was greeted with a face that had I'm-better-than-you all over it. So much for nice cheerleader.
"Ok, who the heck are you?!" Abby and I both said venomously.
"Oh that's an easy one, one you guys could probably understand," She looked around before smirking. " I am Amanda Flynn, and that head cheerleader spot is mine, so back off bit- OWWW!" She never fot to finish her sentence, darn, I really wanted to hear what she had to say. But alas, she was rudely interrupted by a foot connecting with her shin. SUCH a shame, too, I bet she was probably going to try to steal my soul.
"Oh my goodness, I am so sorry. it was self defense, I mean I was afriad you would try to eat my soul." I said equaling her smirk. " Oh and by the way, Welcome To Hopeful Souls High, where the boys are cute and the cheerleaders are full of competitive attitude, you can't have my spot with out a fight, but hood luck with that." And with that Abby and I turned and walked back over to the rest of the cheerleaders.
"What was her problem?" Abby shot at me, gawking. I had no idea so I just casually shrugged and sat down with our group of cheerleaders, we call ourselves the vipers so if I say vipers then im talking about our cheerteam. Anyways I sat down and started stretching with the rest of the class, when little miss Amanda came over and started talking to Saxson, my 3rd in command, with Abby coming up 2nd in command. I shot her a death glare before me and Abby got called over by Lucas. We both smiled, waved, and left the group with a quick goodbye. Abby and I were apparently thinking the same thing. Let's go get me a new boyfriend. And hopefully, we were going to but I gotta get to know him a bit more.
Let's just see what happens. As soon as I am about to sit down, Lucas started to introduce Abby and I.
"Chrysler, this is Spencer and her friend Abby. Spence, Abby, this is Chrysler, my friend, Anthony's cousin. Chrysler is new here and Anthony asked me to show him around, lucky we all seem to have clashing schedules." He chuckled at a seemingly funny joke, that he apparently made. Must be an inside joke.
"Hi Chrysler, call me Spence." I waved at him.
"What's up, Chrysler?" Was Abby's greeting. Seriously Abby, What's up? So clichè. Lucky Chrysler doesn't mind clichè.
"Just sitting here, getting yelled at by the osburn twins." He replied jokingly. This was definitely going to be a good day. I just knew it.
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Hopes of Amazing
Teen FictionThis is a book about Spencer. She is the hands down barbie doll of her school, althetic, blonde, blue eyed, cheerleader, who secretly loves math, a full on cheer-geek, a very rare type of specimen. She has a terrible relationship with a jerk of a b...
