Hey, my name is Adrianna (aw-dree-ona ). I am 16 and live in Groveland, California. Two years ago my parents died in a car accident. It was all my fault, I remember like it was yesterday.
*flashback*
Mom's P.O.V.
*looks down at phone* " Dear Adrianna is texting m- I look over at my sleeping husband. "Ok nevermind " *pick up phone and begins to type "i will be home soon "* * looks up from phone-------------*
*back to real time*
It's still really hard to think about the whole thing and all, seeing as how it was my fault. So here I am 16 almost 17. Bored in the middle of Math class. I have no idea what the future holds for me. " Ms.Winters! What is X?" yeah great call on me the one time I am not paying attention...but she clearly needs to rethink her learning plan...cause i already know what X is..."well as you can see, X is clearly a number, but what number is the true question..." her face gets red and she clears her throat " well excuse me, I apologize , please add an extra 10 points to your exit and belwork tickets" I smile knowing the fact that I rightfully owned my teacher just now. "Mmhmm" I say proving to my teacher that she doesn't have to call me out anymore.* school bell rings* well there's the bell off to Show Choir auditions, I hope I make it, my mom always told me to tryout, she loved my singing is what she always told me. Right after tryouts for Choir, I will be heading to Cheer tryouts. I walk in slowly."h-hi I am here for Show Choir Tryouts." I wave the flyer around. "Oh hi my name is Ayla, and um yes it is. Just go ahead and sit down wherever." I sit down in the giant auditorium.
" Hello everyone my name is Ayla, I will be this years Show Choir coach, and I know your probably thinking, um don't you have a last name...Well I do." everyone in the auditorium laughs. "But I am just soooo cool that you all get to call me by my first name...and Guys, I am your friend not your teacher." we all woop and laugh. " Allright first up is Adrianna Winters ?" My eyes go wide I can't believe I am going first. "U-um t-t-thats me." I raise my hand slowly. " Ok come on up." "oh Ok." I stand up out of my seat and walk up onto the stage... "Um is there a song y-you want me to sing?" "sure if you can please sing the song Listen by beyonce'" "oh ok"
" Listen
There is a song here in my heart
A melody I start but can't complete
Oh the time has come
For my dreams to be heard
They will not be pushed aside or turned
Into your own
All cause you won't
LISTEN
LISTEN
I am alone at a crossroads
I'm not at home in my home
And i've tried i've tried
To say what's on my mind
You should have known
Oh
Now i'm done believing you
You don't know what I'm feeling
I'm more than what you made of me
I followed the voice you think you gave to me ya
But now I gotta find my own
My own."
I slowly finish up the song...I look up to see and hear everyone in the auditorium's mouth agape and all clapping.
"Th-thank you," I say blushing
"No thank you," Alaya says "Now for me your automatically in, If anything changes we will let you know."
"OK, well I kinda have to go to cheer tryouts."
From there I ran to cheer tryouts. But man when I was on that stage It felt like nothing I have ever felt before, it was.....amazing. Oh If only that was in front of millions and millions of people. Now that, that would have been breathtaking. I run into the bathroom to change into my athletic wear.I put my hair up in a ponytail and run into the gym.
Now cheer, cheer I have been doing since I was 4. I look at my Friend Brianna and she does a double back handspring to me and I do a double back handspring to her. We laugh when both of us turn to face each other. " Hey bestie!" I say " hey bestie!" she says back. We hug each other and sit down in a straddle to stretch our middle splits. "so how was Math for you ?"I ask."great I can't believe you owned Ms.PupperNickle like that!" she says "I know right!...." don't ask why her name is PupperNickle. it just is. " hey remember your our first-day last year and you called her PoopyNickles?" Ok, it happened once people get over it! I roll my eyes. "whatever."
"ok guys I hope you all stretched because if you cant do this." the A bitch Britney points to one of her minions who does a hyperextended toe touch.
"get out." she laughs "now don't think you can get past if you cant do this." and points to her other minion. doing a roundoff, double back handspring, back tuck.
Brianna and I look at each other knowing we have this under control. "oh and get these steps quick or else."
Then Brianna and I quickly join in. the Bitch A gets in my face and whispers "here I thought you were a good for nothing whore, but clearly your good at something." I roll my eyes. "but don't go around thinking that you're better at it than me.
YOU ARE READING
The singing cheerleader and her love story
Non-FictionWhat will Adrianna Winters do when she finds out that she not only has a talent for cheer but also for singing, and on top of that she falls in love.