Adapting To The Change

Chapter Two

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?” some one was now shrieking down my ear making me almost deaf. I looked up to see the person behind the voice. All I saw was a blonde cheerleader standing in front of more cheerleaders.

“I, um, I was just,” oh welcome back stumbling words. The blonde girl raised an eyebrow and slowly turned red as if she was about to explode.

“THIS IS MY TABLE, DO YOU KNOW THAT!” she shouted down my ear again. No obnoxious blonde cheerleader I didn’t know this was your table. I said, in my head though. I looked down to my plate of food for about two minutes before the blonde cheerleader picked it up and threw it across the table.

“When I said this is my table I meant move or get out!” she stated, well at least she had stopped shouting. As I was standing up feeling incredibly embarrassed as the whole dinner hall was pretty much silent now a figure appeared beside the cheerleaders. Scott.

“Look babe, she’s new you don’t have to be so hard on her,” Scott said turning to look at the angry Blonde cheerleader. When he said the word ‘babe’ I couldn’t help notice if he had nicknames for every girl. He had named me ‘sweetheart.’

“But Scott she’s on my table!” replied the blonde girl, her temper had dropped a little.

I know Scarlett, but she’s new just this once allow her to sit there. She didn’t know babe," Scott said, trying his hardest to reason with her. I smiled at his attempt but started to push my chair in to leave. Scarlett seemed like a stubborn girl and Scott was nice, I doubt that he will be even able to change her mind.

"Fine, you can sit there but don’t cause any trouble me and the girls have to go plan some Cheerleading routines," Scarlett said turning to talk to me now. Scott smiled at me and then at Scarlett for being reasonable, yeah right.

Scott kissed Scarlett on the lips and then quickly smiled at me before walking away. So Scott and Scarlett are couple! Of course it makes sense Scarlett a cheerleader with Scott a Jock. I awkwardly grabbed my thrown away dinner from the end of the table and sat back down when the scene had blown over. All the cheerleaders sat down and Scarlett surprisingly sat beside me.

“Okay girls, we need to figure out what type of routine were going to do for the game in two weeks time,” Scarlett was now talking to the table of cheerleaders in beside us ignoring me.

“We could do the one we did three weeks ago?” suggested a brown haired small girl, who looked quite friendly. I smiled at her to see I was right and she glared at me and continued eating. I guess not.

“Use your brain Mia, the boys from the other school will know the routine, the crowd will know that routine,” answered Scarlett. I was beginning to really dislike these girls; they were all giving me looks. Well most I did only notice a pretty girl on the other end of the table who gave me a small smile but suddenly changed it to glare when Scarlett was looking at her.

“Victoria?” Scarlett was trying to get this girls attention. Victoria jerked her head up from her food and looked between me and Scarlett. I think Victoria was preparing to get told off for ‘smiling’ at me, I was.

“Do you have any ideas?” Scarlett asked her, I think I was the only one to notice her breathe a sigh of relief at the question because they were still on the topic. When she answered no and carried on eating her spaghetti Scarlett let out a huge groan in annoyance. I was groaning on the inside at how loud this girl was, probably why the girls seemed intimidated by her. I wasn’t I just felt awkward sitting beside her, not talking to anyone. After about two minutes when the topic slightly changed, I say slightly because they were still talking about cheerleading. I was beginning to get quite annoyed by the fact I still had not said anything after stumbling on my words so I decided to speak up.