Negative Space (Calum Hood A.U.)

Chapter 17 - That's Alright, That's Okay, He's My Boyfriend Anyway

A/N Does anyone still read this? Huhuhuhu luv u all 😘

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June's POV

It was one of those days when you feel giddy without any reason that nothing would piss your mood off, you're just happy.

I woke up beside my favorite guy, ate breakfast together and spent the day together. We watched Suits all day long. I mean who can resist Patrick J. Adams, amirite?

Both of us didn't have classes for the day but unfortunately, Calum had to leave because he has soccer training.

I was heading to the field right now to watch him practice and maybe dinner after.

"Excuse me, no outsiders." Someone stopped me from entering the field and the bleachers. A guard, perhaps? Yep, he's definitely one, he's in a uniform.

"I'm uh, just going to watch."

"Sorry, no watching. This is a private practice." What? Since when was soccer practice, private? "Since we caught someone spying our practices." Wait, did I say that out loud? "Yes you did."

"Wait, so I can't go in?" So that's why they put walls up on the metal fences. How can I watch Calum now?!

"No. You can wait here."

I walked back from where I came from and some cheerleaders passed by, laughing at their conversation or whatever.

The guard I was talking to earlier let them in. I instantly walked over the guard, "You said it's a closed practice."

"It is. They're cheerleaders. They're practicing, too." Oh, that's unfair! Those cheerleaders could-wait.

I turned to my right and saw a poster of the cheerleading tryouts which is happening, wait for it, today. Guess still nothing can ruin my mood.

"Let me in." I demanded and the guard just looked at me funnily.

"I said-"

"I know." I took the poster from the wall and showed it to him. "I'm trying out for cheerleading."

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The try outs were held not in the field but at the covered court. Well I mean, the court's on the field so I can still see Calum when I go out.

If I get into cheerleading, I can see him every single day at practice and prevent those cheerleaders to do anything with Calum.

Possessive, I know. Not very healthy.

That is, if I get in. I don't even know cheerleading terms, I only know a few thanks to the Bring it On movies, but I don't think it taught me enough for the real thing.

I didn't even have gym clothes, because, well, this is impulsive, so I'm wearing a dress with an oversized jean jacket, Calum's jacket. God, these ankle boots are going to get ruined.

"June Lopez?" When I was called in by one of the cheerleaders in uniform, I followed her inside and was met by two girls and a guy in front.

It was like a panel of judges.

However, my two-minute dream of becoming a cheerleader was shattered when I saw who was sitting at the center.

Megan.

"June Lopez. It's nice to see you here." She's head cheerleader? She must be, she's at the freaking center!

I don't recognize the girl on her left, thankfully it wasn't Lily, but the guy on her right was a familiar one. He's a Beta. I remember him with Calum when he streaked that one night.