Since it's Friday, the teachers hand out a lot of homework in hopes we will learn something over the weekend instead of partying, which is exactly what we will be doing.
"Okay class, be sure to read pages 33 through 54 by Monday." The class groans as the teacher Ms.Greenberg assigns more homework. The bell rings and the class scurries out the door.
"Ms. Visero can you stay behind for a quick moment?" I twirl around and paste a smile on my face.
"Sure. What's up?" The teacher sits at her desk with her legs folded.
"I would like you to put an application in to Yale University." I burst out laughing. The teacher gives me a stern look and that was enough to sober me.
"You're serious? I can't attend Yale University! I barely have enough credits to attend community!" The teacher chuckles.
'That is where you're wrong. You have a lot more credits then you need and you are at the top of your class." My shock must be visible on my face because a smile creeps up on Ms. Greenberg's face. I scurry out of the room and head to my convertible where Oliver is leaning.
"Hey babe what's wrong?" I quickly smile and head over to him.
"Nothing I'm totally fine." I kiss him deeply and hop in my car. He leans down into my car and kisses me again and again. I slap his arm.
"I got to get going or I'm going to be late to cheer." He chuckles and steals another kiss before getting into his car. He honks the horn and drives away.
I pull into the parking lot for the football field and hurry to the locker room to change. After changing into my outfit I join the rest of the team as they warm up. The football players are practicing for the game tonight but they seem to be distracted by the cheerers. We wave and blow kisses and shimmy our hips.
"Okay ladies! One! Two! Three!" I do a backflip and land in the splits then roll into our signature moves.
The crowd starts filling the bleachers and soon the game starts. I start in on the cheers that we have set in our minds since we began cheer. Oliver whistles from the bleachers and I blow him a kiss and wink. The boys in the crowd holler at us as we go through our cheers yelling the same thing each time.
Win win win! Go go go! Fight fight fight! Depp high forever!
I smile at the crowd and get ready to be the top of the pyramid. At 5'1 and 118 pounds I am the smallest girl on the squad. Hands wrap around my legs and hoist me up to the top.
What are we going to do?
Win!
How are we going to do it?
Fight!
The girls throw me through the air I flip an dland in someone's arm. The crowd goes wild as we win the game.