Good At Being Bad (#1)

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     THE SOUND OF COACH JAMESON YELLING AT his team of football players could be heard in the background as us cheer leaders went over the first routine of the season. Coach Rivera was trying her best to keep from snapping at us, but the more we seemed to mess up the routine the more she got angry. You could see it in her face that she was irritated by both us and by Coach J. in the background. 

"Let's go over this one more time girls since some people just can't seem to hold a pose for no longer than three seconds," Rivera snapped as she looked in the direction of a short and skinny blonde girl named Kathy. She was in my grade and I've known her since my first year of middle school. I've known the poor girl long enough to know that the comment that Coach made had hurt the girl's feelings.

She looked down at her white and blue shoes and took a step back so she could be ready to start the cheer again. "Sorry Coach, I'm really trying I promise."

Rivera only rolled her eyes and called off the cheer as she snapped her fingers. Once she was done calling off we all broke out into the same moves. We twisted, we turned, we hopped, a few flipped, and then we stopped and posed. Just a few seconds after, Kathy came crashing down to the ground as if it were part of the routine. A couple laughed, some just stood there and watched as Kathy picked herself up for the seventh time and got back into position.

"That's it; I want all of you to run two laps around the track!" Rivera yelled at us before pointing in the direction of the track.

A few of the girls groaned, me included, while some broke out into a sprint without complaint. I stood there for a moment looking around before I let my eyes fall on a dark skinned girl with two braids going over her shoulders. Quickly I caught up with her and slowed to a stop once I was beside her. "Hey, why are you walking?"

She rolled her eyes and looked at me as if the answer were obvious. "Because I think it's ridiculous that Rivera is punishing us all for that girls mistakes. Could somebody please tell me how in the world Kathy Gross ended up on the team this year? I mean like seriously, you saw how the girl looked while trying to do a cartwheel. She looked like she was having trouble holding herself up."

I laughed, which I probably shouldn't have, before elbowing her in her side. "Courtney that's mean! Plus she isn't even all that bad, she just needs a little more practice that's all."

She shook her head and laughed. "Leave it to Bunny McKay to be all Mother Teresa."

Courtney Grace, best friend since the first day of preschool. She was reckless, loud, a little mean spirited when it came to the ones less fortunate than her, and conceited. She was my opposite, but I couldn't help but love the girl like a sister. Back in preschool when we first met, it was a little unexpected, but very straightforward. I remember it being the first day of school, I was nervous at first but after witnessing my best friend trip over a letter block I couldn't help but laugh. At first she was angry at me and told me to stop laughing, but after her eyes caught sight of my Disney princess shirt she had asked me to be her friend.

Even after fourteen years, we were still the best of friends and if not closer. Our parents were even close. We would always invite the other family over for dinner or have a little get together in her backyard or mine. Most of the time it was her backyard since hers was a lot bigger than mine. Her parents had a lot of money which is probably the reason why she grew up so conceited and spoiled. Even with those two traits I still loved the girl to death.