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Sandra

Most cheerleaders are the same. They got everything they need, and end up involved in everything. Volleyball and basketball, maybe even choir. They know what they want. It was the picture plastered on every pretty girl in high school. Except for Sandra. Sandra wasn't the sweetest girl, not exactly a friendly type. She spoke her mind, meaning she didn't have time to censor herself. If she hated someone for whatever reason, she'll say what she thinks of them. It didn't really matter if they got their feelings hurt. It was their fault for making themselves that vulnerable.

This wasn't really a problem for Sandra though. She had a good group of people to hang out with. Most being the considered "upper class" in socializing. The popular kids that got recognized by the school for doing something impressive. She liked it, gave her a sense of pride. Not everyone was at this point, and she got there.

Sandra didn't ever interact with the "lower class" kids. She didn't have to, they could think whatever they wanted. She wouldn't care. She really didn't even have to care about her friends. It's not like she would see them all that often. Sandra had been one of the top competitors in gymnastics, and because of this she went out of town a lot. Especially during the summer. With that, her life began to become more and more introverted.

The change seemed subtle though. She never noticed how closed off she was becoming, and still hasn't quite seen it. It was just part of it to her, it was who she was. The gymnastics competitions were all about her. She knew she was the best, and she was still in the popular group, so she never really lost anything. Her mindset was focused on being impressive, to stand out. Her relationships were always secondary.

However, one relationship in particular stuck with her. She knew he liked her more than she liked him. Not that Sandra didn't love him, she felt more sure about this than any other relationship she had before. But Sandra just, didn't express emotions all that well. To most, it looked like the only emotions she had was bitterness. Bitterness to people who didn't agree with her. Her voice always seemed to remain pretty deadpan. She never exhibited that much happiness or excitement. The most you might ever see her smile is in a pep-rally. Doing all the cheers and chants that were done in practice before. Sandra worked the hardest to get the cheers down, but it wasn't always enough.

Just last year, a new girl showed up a little later into the year. A blonde, shorter and more out of shape. She hardly had to work to get into the cheer squad, yet still she was amazing at the cheers and had them down almost instantly. It didn't make any sense, how could someone like her be even better than Sandra? Sandra hated it, it fueled a hate she never really had for the lower class men.

However, this didn't mean Sandra kept her thoughts to herself. The blonde knew Sandra  despised her. But, it wasn't all that long that she stuck around. A little later in the year, the blonde girl left to another school in town. People said the reason wasn't to be discussed, but plenty of people figured it had to do with Sandra. 

She really didn't care what that girl did or where she is, just as long as she stays out of Sandra's spotlight.