Insanity At Its Best

61 - preparation

February

We finish up the last few steps of the entire dance and watch as Barbara claps her hands.

"It's actually possible to teach a bunch of amateurs how to dance" she smirks and we all sit down as we try to catch our breaths.

"We're going to need to have one more meeting with all of you before the big game next week. But besides that run through the entire dance and cheer one more time before i hand out your uniforms ladies" the co-captain announces and we nod.

I take a sip of my water bottle and Pamela stands up ready to continue with the choreography.

"How are you so energetic. We just ran through that shit like fifty times" i breathe out and wipe off the sweat from my forehead. I need cold air asap.

"It's called exercising daily Harley" i mock her in a whiny voice before joining her.

The music begins to play and I go through the steps for the millionth time. I just want to sit down. I cry on the inside just a little.

"C'mon girls more energy" the coach claps and Barbara nods her head with a concentrated look on her face. She watches all of us and urges us to smile more. I roll my eyes at the suggestion. I'm already about to fall on my face I am not smiling.

"W"

"I"

"L"

"D"

"B"

"E"

"A"

"S"

"T"

"S"

Each of the girls recreates a letter from the team name. In my own opinion wild beasts is a very generic thing to call your team.

We tumble our arms before throwing them up in the air and wiggling our fists as if we were actually wearing pom poms.

"Let's go wild beasts let's go!" I'm hoisted up into the air. I stand with one foot held by my teammates below while the other is held by Selina. I have one hand high up into the air while my other is at my waist.

"Good job girls" Barbara says before urning around and ruffling through the box filled with our uniforms.

Im brought back down and set on my feet in no time.

I walk towards the table and wait seeing as how she's calling us by our names.

"Harley, medium top and bottoms" she hands me my uniform in a clear plastic wrapping.

I open the bag and dump out the belongings onto the gym floor.

I cross my legs and lift up the shirt. It's a long sleeve athletic crop top. It reads 'Gotham' in large black bolded white letters. The background colour of the uniforms is a dark grey.

The skirt is incredibly small but thankfully comes with shorts.

"On Wednesday we will meet for the last time before the game on Friday. I need all of you to come dressed in your uniforms. You're welcome to dress solely in your uniforms next week to really show that school spirit and get some kids to come to our opening game" coach says with a bright smile before grabbing her keys from the table.