Hang Up the Chick Habit~ Crygi

Chapter one

Skirts swaying with the movement of hips exposing thighs for a tenth of a second. Cheers being chanted through soft rosebud lips in convincingly false smiles. With every jump, breasts bouncing in their short and tight tops. Each component hypnotizing on their own, but brought together caused a near come-to-Jesus experience.

Crystal always found herself making her way towards the football field after school on Tuesdays and Thursdays, that was when cheer practise took place. She had a fatuation with cheer for the longest time; she doesn't and never had any real interest in participating, but she just chalked it up to admiraring the impressive backflips and witty chants.

The green uniforms complimented each one of the girls' complexions, even with the sweat dripping from their foreheads down to their cleavage they looked heavenly. There was not a chance in hell they were going to lose in the playoffs next week looking like that and with their routine.

"Crystal!" A voice yelling her name broke her focus. She turned around to find the source, until she landed on her boyfriend of two years standing in the parking lot, "If you wanna a ride home it's now or never!"

Crystal looked back at the girls on the field, who were taking a short water break. She wished this didn't have to be cut short, she loved showing her support for school sports. She sighed before jogging to the parking lot.

"Finally!" He chuckled nervously once Crystal got into his old red rustbucket he called a car, "I thought I was gonna have to physically pry you away. What were you doing there anyway? Interested in being a cheerleader now?"

Crystal crossed her arms, "I just like showing my school spirit, is that a crime?"

He grabbed her chin to have her face him, "Of course not. Y'know, I'm gonna miss you"

"Miss me?" Crystal giggled, "I'll see you tomorrow at school"

"Oh yeah right," He bit his lip and brought her face towards his. She took a deep breath before connecting their lips; she didn't close her eyes, she never did, she never enjoyed kissing him enough to close her eyes.

His tongue swirled around in her mouth, not a pleasant feeling but she guesses there's worse, like walking on burning coals or ripping off a hangnail. Her mind wandered back to the cheerleaders, she couldn't see them from the parking lot but her imagination worked just fine. Her attention left the boy attached to her lips, focusing completely on the cheerleader daydream and she closed her eyes in bliss.

***

"Pass the roast beef," Crystal's father asked. Her and her parents were gathered around the table, scooping the food her mother had prepared onto their plates. Crystal grabbed the dish, (her parents noticing the lack of meat on her own plate) and passed it over to her father, "Thank you Cream Puff"

Once their plates were full, her mother reached out one of her hands to Crystal and the other to her husband, "Charlie, will you say grace please?"

"Of course honey," He cleared his throat, everyone lowering their heads, "Dear Lord, please bless this food that we are about to eat. We thank you for the abundance that You have provided. Please help us to follow Your path, the one you intended us all to follow. And Lord..."

Both parents peared up at their daughter, "Please help us to obey the roles in life You set for us. For all that is natural and... healthy... and sacred, in Your name we pray. Amen."

Crystal furrowed her brows, this evening's prayer seemed strange compared to their typical prayers and her father wasn't one to stray away from the norm. She didn't think much of it and dug into her meal.