The Cheerleading Fiasco
I can't believe that Marissa signed me up for cheerleading. Do I look like a cheerleader? Well, you can't really see me but the answer is no. Not by a long shot.
She wanted to try-out but she wanted me to try-out with her so she decided to sign me up instead of asking me first. What a great friend, right?
Anyway, there are about a million reasons why me being a cheerleader is a very bad thing.
One, Heather is the captain.
Two, Casey is on the team.
Three, since I'm petite, or whatever the word is, I'm gonna have to be a flyer. And Casey is the one who throws flyers into the air since he's strong and stuff. So, there's a seventy-five percent chance that he will have to throw me up in the air.
Four, reason number three is bad because what if he sees my spanks or something. Or what if I fall on him? Major fail.
Five, I'm very good at cheerleading. I was on the state team this summer so I might get in.
Six, Heather does not like me. So she'll make my life miserable.
Seven, I like Casey and I act like an idiot around him.
Those are just reasons off the top of my head. Most of them seem reasonable. Others seem stupid. And the rest are just plain silly. But at least you can kind of see why me being on the team is a bad thing.
A/N: Okay. So, I'm back in the library. But my other prologue got deleted -_- So I wrote a new one. It's not good though. My other one was so much better! :( Anyway, my computer time is almost done. I have to make another reservation so first chance I get I'll update either Hidden Feelings or Silent Screams.