The food trays were slumped loudly and harshly on the metal lunch tables, placed in one of the multiple rows of the lunchroom of the Woodrow Wilson High School.
Polly plunged down on the metal chair as she harshly pulled it back and her three other friends also copied her moves.
Polly wore her practicing outfit, which was mostly red but sparkled with blue glitter all over, while her other friends only wore light blue cheerleading outfits and it was obvious that Polly was the leader of the squad of four that she led.
But her sour expressions made it obvious that she wasn’t still happy to be the leader of just her friends’ group. She wanted to be something else or more like someone else.
She squinted her eyes sharply at the tall petite blond that strutted along with her handsome even m
