Beauty Erotica

1

"Ready? Ok!" Jasmine, the head cheerleader, called out.

In perfect formation, the other cheerleaders took their positions, with their pompoms poised high in the air. As the opening song began to play, the girls danced accordingly.

"One, two, three, four, Come on guys let's hear you roar! Five, six, seven, eight, Trojans equal dominate! Fight, fight, Fi–,"

"Okay that's enough!" Jasmine yelled, cutting off the music mid-cheer. "How many times do I have to tell you to straighten your back Remy? My grandma has better form than you!"

"I'm sorry, I thought it was straight," Remy sighed. This was the third time Jasmine had called her out during practice today. Jasmine had always been a tough captain, but for whatever reason, she seemed to have it in for Remy this week.

"The guys' game is this Friday and it has to be perfect. Again!" Jasmine called out, rolling her eyes.

Just as the girls were repositioning themselves, the guys walked out onto the adjacent field with their football gear in hand. Immediately, the exhaustion on the girls faces was replaced by excitement and girlish giggles as the guys whistled at them. Even Remy couldn't help but smile at one particularly handsome player when he winked at her.

Jordan Jetty was the team quarterback and captain, making him the most popular player on the team, if not the whole school. His bronze skin and copper eyes always intrigued people, but it was his quick wit and dazzling charm that drew them in. It's why Remy, a decent student and good cheerleader, wanted to pinch herself when he asked her out last year.

"Alright ladies," Jasmine said with a giggle herself. "From the top!"

The girls performed the routine straight-through without Jasmine stopping them. Remy spotted a couple girls make a few mistakes, but Jasmine surprisingly didn't lose her shit.

The guys, of course, cheered and clapped loudly when they were done. Even their coach nodded his head in approval. Say what you wanted about the Trojettes skill level, but they always looked pretty damn great.

"Whewww baby, that's my girl!" Jordan cheered, pumping his fist in the air. Remy shyly chuckled while the other girls awed in mock jealousy.  Remy couldn't lie, she wasn't a particularly outgoing girl but she loved the attention she got from being Jordan Jetty's girlfriend.

"Remy, switch with Mia!" Jasmine suddenly yelled.

Remy looked over at Mia, who's position had always been towards the back, before glancing back at Jasmine, who now seemed more ticked off than ever.

"Why, what's wrong?" Remy asked, concerned.

"You've been slipping up in practice lately, I think it's better you go to the back," Jasmine stated calmly, but loud enough for everyone to hear. A few guys chuckled and oohed, but Remy maintain her composure. Sure she wasn't perfect, but she wasn't the worst on the team...hence why she'd been placed towards the front in the first place.

"But it's gonna mess up the pyramid, and we'll have to relearn our parts in these new positions," Remy argued.

"Yeah Jasmine, the game's in like two days," Mia stated, stepping forward.

"Are you the captain, or am I?" Jasmine challenged, her hands clutches firmly on her hips.

Not a very good one, Remy thought, but she and Mia silently relented, switching into their new positions.

"From the top!"

The girls tried the routine, but it was clumsier than before because Mia kept missing her new marks. Exasperated, but not wanting to hear "I told you so", Jasmine decided to change routines, and practice the pyramid.