The Devil is Marvelous

Chapter 8

Payton ^^

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Payton kept looking back at me throughout the entirety of choir. I really didn't know what her issue was. Was she pissed at me for putting Zane in his place? Was I drooling when I met Jaxon? He was super attractive...

I shook my head, pushing the thought away. Payton can have him, I was going to try to avoid all the football boys and cheerleaders as much as possible, which included skipping out on cheer tryouts. I hadn't told Rylee that I decided to back out, I felt kind of bad about it.

Choir ended, and I was walking next to a squealing Rylee "I'm soooo nervous! I tried out for cheer in 8th grade and didn't make the team, I felt like such a loser-" As we approached the girl's locker room, and I slowed my walk "So Ry..."

"You're backing out aren't you"

"Um..."

She gasped, "Whoa it was just a random guess, but i'm right, aren't I?" She looked disappointed when I nodded in response. I put my hands on her shoulders, giving her a soft smile "You're going to do great" I said "I know you'll make it!"

She looked down at her feet. After about a minute she broke the silence "Please do this with me, Ava. I'm so nervous, you're like the only friend I have here, and how awesome would it be if we both made the team?"

I'm the only friend she has here? She's a YouTuber, there's no way she's lonely... right?

She looked up, her eyes pleading with me. She was making puppy dog eyes. "That only works when my dog does it" I said flatly. She didn't stop though. Shit.

I groaned "Fine. ONLY because you've been so nice to me."

So much for it only works when my dog does it.

We got dressed, threw our hair up, and headed to the football field. I could see tons of girls stretching, chatting and laughing. I found Daphne talking to Payton, both of them in the splits. "Hey Daphne!" I called. She looked up and me and shrieked, "AAVVVAA! I'M SO GLAD YOU'RE HERE! STRETCH WITH US!"

"Sure! By the way, I brought my friend Rylee..."

"Can you do the splits?" she cut me off, poking at my leg. I glanced at Rylee, who was doing her own stretches. I went into the splits, and Daphne clapped "Oh good! Half the girls here can't do that, so you have an advantage"

"Good to know. So anyways, have you met Rylee before-"

"STAND UP LADIES!" A short, muscular woman was standing before us now, with two girls at her side. I recognized the two girls from my Psychology class, they sat behind me...

"Welcome ladies! I'm coach Jenny. I have already chosen Whitney Devereaux and Darby McKee  as co-captains for this season based on their past 3 years of dedication on the team, and they are here to help you with tryouts."

Jenny stuck her arm out, drowning an invisible line "The left half will be learning the tryout routine with Whitney, the right half with Darby. We will come back together in an hour. Your routine won't be perfect in that time of course, but i'm looking for skill, dedication, passion, and potential!"

I was part of Darby's group on the right side with Rylee, Payton, Daphne, and a bunch of other girls. I saw Faye on left, eyeing me with distaste. Great, this shit better not continue if we both make the team.