Chapter 4
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Chapter 4The end of the school day came faster than expected.
Not that I'm complaining.
I can finally go to cheer tryouts.
I make sure to quickly stop by my locker so that I can grab my cheer bag before making my way towards the gym.
"Aspen, nice to see you again" my previous cheer coach says with a smile
"You too" I reply as I make my way towards the locker rooms
I see almost all of the girls from last season changing along with some new girls.
I make my way towards the corner of the bench before I start to strip and change into my cheer clothes.
I replace my skirt with a black pair of Nike pros and I paired my Nike pros with a black T-shirt. I also changed out of my wedges and put on a pair of Nfinity cheer shoes.
Since we're required to wear a bow tryouts I quickly brush my hair into a low ponytail before securing it with a hair tie and clipping a black bow onto it.
I exit the locker room and make my way towards the mats where some of the girls were stretching.
"Aspen, over here" Avery says from the middle of the mat
I smile as I quickly make my way towards her.
I sit down across from her and start to stretch my legs.
"Did you hear the most recent news about Belleza?" Avery questions as she goes down into the splits and tries to reach for her back leg
"No, I just got here" I say as I go into a straddle stretch
She takes a deep breath as she pulls herself up and places her forehead to her front knee.
"I heard that she might be trying out for volleyball" Avery says as she maneuvers her body out of the splits and into a butterfly stretch
"Oh, that's interesting" I reply as I maneuver my body into the splits
I didn't know that she liked volleyball.
But I guess it'll be cool that we'd cheer at her matches.
Well if we make the team.
"Okay girls, gather around" our coach says
All of us make our way towards her and stand around her.
"I'll be grading you on flexibility, sharpness, and attitude" she announces which causes us to nod
"Great, we'll be going by last name" she says before she turns around and makes her way towards her table where she places her clipboard down.
You got this, Aspen.
You've been doing this for years.
Just pretend that you're by yourself.
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"I'll post the roster online tonight" our coach says with a smile before she stands up from her table and leaves the gym
I look over to my left to Avery only to see her yelling at someone on the phone.
Not happily either
I walk over to her just as she ends the call with a sad facial expression.
"Is everything alright?" I ask her
"I'm sorry, Aspen, I can't drive you home. My mom just told me that as soon as she picks me up I have to go to this appointment" she says with a tone of frustration
She honestly looks like she wants to punch someone.
"It's okay, I'll just call my mom" I say
I see her visibly relax, but she still appears frustrated.
"Are you sure?" She questions
"Yes, now go" I say with a laugh as I push her towards the locker room
I slowly follow her into the locker rooms so that I can grab my bag.
I end up choosing not to change back into my original clothes as I grab my bags and put them over my shoulders.
As I exit the locker room I pull my phone out of my pocket so that I can quickly text my mom.
Hopefully she hasn't started making lunch yet.
I guess I should've been looking where I was going.
I feel my body collide with someone which causes my bags to fall to the floor as I feel myself start to lose balance.
I prepare myself to hit the floor but it never comes.
I peek my eyes open only for Belleza's face to greet me with a bright smile.
"You okay?" She asks genuinely
I gulp as I nod my head nervously.
Why am I so nervous all of a sudden?!
I've basically been talking to her all day.
She slowly helps me up back onto my own two feet. I awkwardly remove my hands from her neck as she removes hers from my hips.
"You should watch where you're going" she teases as she hands me my fallen phone
I accidentally take a peek at her current attire only for my breath to violently hitch.
She's wearing a long sleeved white T-shirt which covers her black spandex shorts. Her blonde hair is up in a messy bun but her Nike headband is holding her baby hairs away from her face.
I silently thank her as I nervously look down at my feet.
What is wrong with me, right now?!
"I- Um- I-I have to go" I stutter as I quickly grab my bags and head out of the school
Jesus Christ.
Could I have been any more dorkier?!
"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow" she says with an amused tone of voice
How is she so amused by this?!
Shouldn't she feel weirded out or something?
God.
When did my life become so complicated?
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