From Zero to Her Hero

Chapter 2: Opposites Really Do Attract

"What are you doing here?" Nicole stared at the girl across the stage from her.

"I could be asking you the same thing," Waverly stared back.

"I'm head of the tech team. I kind of have to be here an hour before everyone else," the redhead snapped back. "But of course you wouldn't know that."

"Oh?" Waverly's eyes widened slightly and she took a step forward. "And why would that be? Why wouldn't I know that?"

"You're a cheerleader," Nicole almost laughed. "All you ever do is run around in that stupid uniform with your pom poms and act like you're dumber than a pile of rocks just to get attention."

"Excuse me?" Waverly nearly swung at the girl across from her. "I know I'm a year younger than you but that gives you no right to insult me like that."

"Oh I'm sorry. Did I offend you?" Nicole crossed her arms.

"You basketball players really need a reality check. You're all arrogant assholes with egos bigger than your biceps. Or maybe that's just you," Waverly snarled at the taller girl.

The two fell into silence. A silence filled with deadly glares and heavy breathing. Waverly stared Nicole down, trying to not let the basketball player's height intimidate her. Waverly wasn't wrong though. Nicole's ego was about as big as her biceps.

And the girl had some bulging biceps. She was fit and Waverly couldn't keep her mind away from thinking about what it would be like to be held in those strong arms.

She knew developing feelings for her sister's best friend was a bad thing, but she couldn't help herself. Nicole is just so...Nicole. That's the only way she's able to put it. And yeah, she gets a lot of shit from Chrissy and Rosita about it but that doesn't seem to stop her.

It was clear where the redhead stands, though, and Waverly knew it wasn't on the side of liking the youngest Earp. Waverly was convinced that Nicole hated her, and maybe she did, but she had a feeling she hated that she was a cheerleader more than anything.

After all, that's why Waverly can't stand to be in the same room as Nicole sometimes.

The cheerleaders and the girls basketball team have never gotten along, and both groups of girls were convinced that they never will. But something deep down inside of Waverly keeps hoping and dreaming that one day she'll be able to cheer Nicole on from the sidelines, catching the taller girl's eye on the court and tossing her a flirty smile. Just as she let her eyes travel down to Nicole's arms, Waverly was brought out of her thoughts by the Nicole's voice.

"You and Wynonna are very different," Nicole said. "And I've finally figured out why. You're just...too bossy. Too much of a perfectionist."

"At least I'm able to get things done without screwing them up," Waverly narrowed her eyebrows. "Unlike you who ruined the lights," she waved her hands around the dark auditorium. "Which means auditions are cancelled for today."

"Sure blame me for all of this," Nicole nodded. "It's not like I came here straight from practice just to have to deal with the sophomore's shit that they leave behind. I just wanted to go home. But no. I had to come here. For stupid auditions for this stupid play."

"Oh I'm sorry that practice wore you out," Waverly pouted in a mocking way, taking a few steps closer to Nicole. "It must be tough being such an arrogant jock like yourself."

"I'd rather be an arrogant jock than a stuck-up cheerleader," Nicole retorted as she took a step closer to Waverly.

Waverly gasped. "Oh you're such an asshole, Nicole Haught!"