I walked to cheer practice feeling strong when I was at cheer that's how I felt because I was accepted and I wasn't made fun of. I was excited because I had the main flyer position and the main floor routine.
"Sophie,you did amazing I'm amazed how you could land that triple back handspring i could never." Lindsey one of the other cheer girls said. She wasn't a total whore but the other girls were trying to change that.
"Oh thanks it's not that hard just kinda don't slam on your hands or think too much about it or else it won't be right." I said.
"Um Soph, Harry is checking you out." She said winking at me.
"Ugh I'm sick of his games." I said annoyed.
"Oh well I got to go see you tomorrow." She said she winked again. Everyone started to go inside to the locker rooms I stayed out and cleaned up.
"So sluts on cleaning duty." He said looking down at me his voice surprised me from my thoughts.
"Oh fuck off Harry, I thought you were gonna be nice for once. I guess not." I said looking up at him.
"Babe, we both know I'm not nice." He said while he sat on the table that bring in.
"Realized that." I stood up, looked at Harry, and turned around starting to pick up empty water bottles we didn't use pom poms in our routines we weren't that kind of cheer squad.
"And another thing we both know is that your hot." He said while smirking and biting his lip as he checked me out again
"Oh My God! There you go again toying with my emotions." I said standing up angrily and putting my hands on my hips.
"I'm not toying with your emotions." He said in his laid back tone. He was clearly enjoying me being mad.
"Yeah you are and its annoying." I said still angry.
"Life's annoying" He said plainly.
"Oh shut up." I said bending down to put the water bottles in the recycling bin.
"But you don't see me whining." He said.
"Nice ass." He said winking and biting his lip again.
"Stop starring at me and my ass." I said quickly standing up and flattening my skirt.
"Nah, I like staring." He said still staring and smirking that perverted smile. Ew it just disgusted me to imagine what he was thinking.
"So why are you here?" I said ignorantly.
"To bother the slut." He said with the tone that i have heard so many times that i was sick of it.
"I'm not a slut but why are you really here, and what can i do to get you to leave?" I said staring at his converse they were just like mine just without the lyrics on them.
"You dress like one."He said hopping off the table. "And nothing, I leave on my own." He said about to turn around and walk away. I usually would have been all for him leaving bu something told me to ask him to stay.
"It's not my fault that we wear these slutty outfits." I said.
"It shows your ass so I'm good." He said.
"Can you help me with all of this?" I pleaded.
"Why should I?" he said staring at me.
"Please!" I said once more. Making a cute little face.
"Can't you do it?" He said.
"Yeah but I would like some help but I guess i will do it by myself..." I said disappointed the smile faded from my face as soon as it came. He rolled his eyes at me and started to help.
