Chapter 17

Life is like a never ending roller coaster, with all the heart dropping dips, the twists, the turns, and all the people that show up in the pictures that are always for sale that you know really want in the shot.

It's always unexpected and heart stopping, no matter how long the ride keeps going. Some see this as exciting, but for me, this roller coaster I call a life is too complicated.

I fell in love with a boy that always seems to hurt me, and I him. The girl I call my best friend forced me to become someone I'm not, just to fit in with her. And the sad part is, is that I did. I became the model that everyone wanted. I gave up everything I had just to be the girl my mother would be proud of, and with that I became numb without even realizing it.

Then when I get myself back, everything seems to spiral out of control. He killed me. He slept with Cleo, and Cleo slept with him. I slept with some guy named MK that was so clingy the morning after. And then when I return to school everyone seems to pity me. The cheer team is doing the slutty routine Cleo made, and Will is missing.

I want to roller coaster to be over already.

"Quinn, come on, you're a captain. A simple routine should be easy for you." Cleo complains from ahead of me, stopping the music, for the umpteenth time to scold me.

"Well Cleo, I'm so sorry not all of us are slutty bitches that find shaking our asses in the air as dignifying as you." I tell her nonchantaly, rolling my eyes, causing steam to come from her ears.

"What did you just say to me?" She asks, in the classic Mean Girl pose. Honestly she could be one of the sluts from Mean Girls.

I roll my eyes and plaster on a fake smile smile, "Nothing." I tell her in a sickly sweet voice.

She smirks, and nods, crossing her arms over her push up bra chest, "That's what I thought, now let's get back to work, she says as she presses play on the remote throwing it aside as the lyrics to Swella by Jason Derulo blares through the speakers of the gym.

When we finish the dance, everyone is panting.

To say Cleo oversexualized the cheer dance would be putting it nicely . Even the music video with all the innuendos and everything was so much cleaner.

Cleo turns around and half smiles at everyone, "Okay great job ladies. Everyone's dismissed," And as I'm about to pick up my bag, Cleo calls out, "but Quinn, Margo? You two need to step it up if you want to keep your spot on the team." She tells us, looking at her nails.

"What are you saying Cleo?" Margo gasps, jaw hanging low.

Margo, a girl that is in the senior year with us, and has been on the varsity cheer team since freshman year as an amazing flyer, dancer, and gymnast and has never once been called out. She is the definition of the beautiful cheerleader that every girl is envious of, and every guy wants with her long, dirty blond hair, perfect figure, and peite height.  Not to mention she has a perfect personality, never mean or rude to anyone, always nice, pleasant, and most of all kept all her friends from middle school that went into different cliques.

"What I'm saying is that you weren't meeting expectations today Margo sweetie." Cleo says, "Did one of your nerdy friends hit you with a lazer or whatever?"

Half the other girls laugh at Cleo's comment, making me sick to my stomach. How can you disrespect your teammates?

And wait- Cleo can't kick me off the team, I'm a freaking captain.

I wave my hand at Cleo, catching hers and everyone else's attention. "Yeah, unless your daddy is funding half this team- you. Can't kick me off." I smirk, causing her to roll her eyes.

"Are you finally admitting your rich daddy bought you your captains position? And your spot on the team?" Cleo asks hatefully. "We all know how rich your family is Quinn- but buying your way on a team? That's just desperate."

The same girls that laughed with Cleo about Margo, snicker at Cleo's hateful comment. She knows my family's money is not a topic I like to discuss- and she knows I would never buy my way into a team.

I just clench my fists and shake my head. "I know you're jealous of my money- but you and I both know I would never buy my way into a team." I grit out, walking closer to the traitor.

And it's true, Cleo has always taken advantage of my family's financial surplus. She's always had me pay. And when she thinks I'm not looking she rolls her eyes and makes snide comments.

"Oh honey, why would I be jealous? And of your family's money at that?" She giggles, then points at me, "Your mother does t even like you. Your dad pitied you and gives you thing because he's sorry for you. And your bother-"

She smirks, "Oh your amazing hot brother- is the one thing in life both your parents love. Not you."

Tears from hearing that from her burn he back of my eyes, but I refuse to cry a single tear. She wants me to cry. To show how weak I am, that she holds power over me.

And I will not let that happen again.

So I take a deep breath and slowly walk closer to her to the point we are face to face with only a two feet distance separating us.

"That may be true. But at least I have enough self respect to no sexualize myself to the point of being a slut." I tell her, "Oh wait, that's you."

"Oh but that's so different from being one of Will's whores?" Cleo screams as she lunges at me, but I easily dodge her attack, causing her to land on the gym floor.

"You know, I regret a lot in life." I tell her as she looks up at me, "Bit I think one of things I most regret is being your friend." I tell her, and a quick expression of hurt crosses her face, but quickly gone.

I then squat down so were eye level, "But another big regret is turning down captain- a spot I earned for my ability, not my family's money-for the cheer team this year so we could be co captains together." I tell her softly, and her jaw hangs open as I stand.

I never once told her I was offered the sole captain position. I knew how much being a cheer captain meant to her, but Mrs. Jace, our sponsor insisted We be co captains.

I shake my head and pick up my gym bag, ready to leave this practice, this school, and that girl. But before I leave I decide to do something I should have done when she first suggested sleeping with Will.

"Actually you know what? I think I will take to actual captain position. I mean it's the end of the year- but Mrs. Jace said I could always have it. And I think this team will be so much better off with only one captain." I yell over my should as I'm walking towards the double doors.

I then turn around completely, and smirk at a hyperventilating Cleo Price, and all of her new groupies, and ask, "Don't you think?" Then without a response I push the doors open and start heading towards Mrs. Jace's office.

I quickly knock on the door, to the office in the girls locker room.

The door instantly flys open, "Quinn, sweetheart? How are you? Is the team ready? Can I go see?" She asks excitedly, and I just shake my head and frown.

"That's what I wanted to talk to you about." I tell her and she instantly opens the door wider, allowing me in. "Cleo and I have been having drastically different ideas on how the team should be run, as well as our, how should I say this, um, ability to allure the audience."

Mrs. Jace cocks her head to the side, "Um okay. What brought all of this up?"

"Well the fact that the two of us are at an outstanding should we say disagreement about quite a few things outside of cheer, it seems like Cleo thinks it's okay to torture me during cheer." I tell her truthfully, and she just nods.

"Do you want to talk about what has happened?" She asks, excitement edging her voice. Mrs. Jace is known for knowing to much gossip, and always seems to know more. After all she is an Xavier High Alumni, and is only 24. Gossip is still like gold to her.

I shake my head 'no' and her excitement dies down.

"Well, you know you were my choice captain, so if you want it now, you can have it. Do what you see fit. You're in charge of the team." She tells me shrugging, then walking back to behind her desk. "Anyway, Cleo has always been a bitch, show her whose boss."

I thank Mrs. Jace and open her office door a wicked smile on my face, especially since right behind it, about to knock is Cleo with puffy eyes, and tear streaked makeup.

"Oh good this saves me from calling you Cleo." Mrs. Jace says, and smile smile fighting her try to look remorseful. "But Quinn is now captain. You are dismissed from your co-captain position."

Cleo's mouth opens and closes like a fish a few times then she pushes me out of the way to stand in front of Mrs. Jace.

"What did you just say?"

"Quinn's captain," the cheer sponsor shrugs, then continues, "And I would watch myself if I where you Ms. Price. Quinn may be a great cheerleader- but she's a fierce captain. One you did something to." Mrs. Jace loudly whispers to Cleo.

"Well I'll be off, see you at practice Cleo- but don't forget- take that little Captain patch for cheer off your letterman. Can't be misleading anyone can we?" I ask her tauntingly, then walk out of the office and towards the exit.

A certain amount of giddiness fills my insides, and I can't fight the smile that spreads across my face. I probably look like a crazy girl that escaped her medical ward, but I don't care.

Revenge is just too pleasant of a feeling.

Authors Note

Hello my AMAZINGLY AWESOME READERS,

So I have some exciting news:
1. Schools out (who isn't happy about that?)
2. I'm graduating (ummm finally I though the schools were keeping me prisoner)
3. Yeah that's it. (I'm a boring person- not much happens)

Anyway, I want to try to update this book more often, so can some of you please help me? I need to know what you think so far? Is there any 'ships' you want to raise/sink? Where should I take the plot? How far should I go? General suggestions?

I have the ending. Already written but it's just so hard to make the middle. Please help.

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