Song: Everybody But Me by Lykke Li

This year is my final year of school. This is my last year as a cheerleader, captain of the squad as a matter of fact. I had to fight for it that's for sure. Well, I think my dad may have pulled a few strings years ago just to get me on the squad but over the years I have worked really hard to make it to where I am today. I thought about getting a scholarship at one of the colleges in cheer but a part of me is ready to move on to something else.

Yes I date one of the football players. My dad did not like that at first and honestly still doesn't. However, Jake and I have been together for the past three years and I think Jake is scared of my dad. I mean the whole town is practically afraid of him. Why? Because he is the sheriff of this little town and he doesn't take any crap off of anyone. Matter of fact I think most of the town has probably gotten a ticket or two from him.

He doesn't bother me too much, not since mom left. I don't know what really happened between the two of them. One day she was here and the next she was gone. No explanation. I have a feeling I must have done something wrong but dad says that it wasn't me. She has been gone for over four years now and my dad has been trying everything to take care of me. So when Jake came along of course he gave him hell.

We are allowed to go out but I have to be home no later than nine on school nights and that's if I have all my homework completed. Then on weekends depending on if we have a game or not depends on what time I have to be in. My dad attends all the games, all of them and believe me when I say he watches the game he does but he also has his eyes on me. I don't know what his problem is. I guess he is afraid that I am going to step out of line or maybe something is going to happen to me. I don't know how many times I have told him that I can very well take care of myself.

For starters my dad has taught me several self defense moves. He wants to make sure that I can handle myself in any given situation. Not only that but hello my name is Katana, do you even realize how many times people have talked about my name. I asked him one day...why did him and my mother chose that name and well here it goes. You see, my dad is a huge DC fan. I know right you got to be kidding me. He gives me the scoop about how she was a samurai warrior who's skilled with a sword that is also called Katana and was always fighting for justice. Like my dad being a sheriff...fighting for justice. I mean hell they could have named me Harley now she is a badass but that sure in hell didn't happen.

Well I am no superhero that is for sure but I do have some mad skills on the cheer squad. Tonight we are finishing up for the season. The team of course kicks ass; we always do and the crowd claims it's because we know how to cheer our guys on. I see my dad standing off to the side by the gate, he is arresting Mr. Harper again for drinking at the football field. His son Anthony is one of the bigger guys on the team. Who is also one of Jake's best friends. I look over on the field and poor Anthony looks so embarrassed as my dad cuffs him. It's not the first time and I am sure it's not the last time.

After the game we all go to the Pizza Place and order pizza. No one mentions Mr. Harper but it's in the air. I know that they are talking about it but not to me because I can't help that my dad plays by the rules. Maybe that is why I am a little afraid to get out of line. I bet he would throw me in jail if he had to.

"Hey you guys want to go to Will's; he is planning on having a kick ass party?" Blake asks everyone as a group.

"Sure man...let's get out of here," says Jake as he takes me by the hand to pull me along.

"You know I can't go," I tell him as we head out the door.

"Ana...for once live a little. It's just a damn party. Come on everyone is going to be there," he tells me as he opens the door for me to get into his Mustang. I roll my eyes at him but get in the car anyway. I do want to have fun, it's the consequences that I don't want to have to deal with. And believe me when I say my dad won't find out that is a huge lie because my dad knows everything that goes on in this damn town.

Jake gets in and rives up the engine, he presses down on the gas and speeds out of the parking lot. I hold on to the door handle with one hand and his hand with the other. He looks over at me with a shit eating grin. "Live a little baby."

I exhale and then try to let it all go. His windows are down all the way and my hair is blowing wildly in my face. I decide to live a little. I undo my seat belt and climb out the window to sit on the door. I scream loudly into the night breeze. We pass several cars and I wave at each and every one of them and then slide back down to the seat when he pulls into Blake's drive.

We get out and head into the house. Everyone that is already there has been drinking already. He hands me one and I shake my head no. It is so freaking crowded in here. Groups of friends are dancing and laughing and everyone is passing around a joint and cups with who knows what is inside of it. Sharing like it's nothing.

"Baby...come on one drink is not going to hurt anything and besides I'm driving." He pushes the drink towards my lips and I try to back away from him.

I shake my head no again and Blake comes up beside me and slaps me on the bottom. The joys of being a cheerleader...everyone thinks they can just touch our asses. I grab his hand and threaten him. "Blake so help me you do that again I will break your freaking hand."

"Chill...baby...it's all good," he says as he takes a long sip of his beer. I glare at him and then back at Jake giving him a death glare.

"Dude...don't be touching my ass like that." He pulls me into him and hands me the cup to take. "This baby is mine." He grabs it, claiming it.

"First of all this ass is mine...stop acting like a jerk," I sneer at him and push his hand away from me.

"Fine but you do need to chill baby. Come on this will help." And he let's go of the cup that is now in my hands.

My dad will kill me if he finds out that I drink this. None of us should be drinking, however Blake's parents don't give a shit. They buy beers and coolers after every game and no one really ever says anything. The thing is if you drink you have to stay the night. No one is allowed to drive.

My dad on the other hand has told me millions of times not to come here and so if I drink I need to make it home before he does so I can go on to bed. I can't let him know that I am here. I start to put the cup down because really I don't want to be drinking anyway; it's just not my thing. A few of the girls have already been drinking and Sara bumps into me making the liquid spill out all over my cheer outfit.

"Watch it...Sara. Dang...look what you did," I practically screech as the liquid goes down my now wet top, just great and now I smell like beer. I run off to the bathroom to try to dry it as much as possible. When I come back out the crowd is standing around and the guys are doing shots.

There is loud banging on the door and Blake goes over to answer it. I wish he would have looked to see who was at the door first because I don't have time to escape the view of my father standing in the doorway. He doesn't have to call out my name but he does anyway.

"Katana...what the hell? Get your shit and let's go," his voice booms over the music and everyone goes silent.

I feel so humiliated. My dad knows how to make an appearance that's for sure. I look over at Jake and then back at my dad; my feet don't want to work, frozen in place.

"Katana I will not ask you again...let's go," he says a little more demanding this time with more authority.

"Sorry babe...I guess I should have taken you home," says Jake towards me and then looks at my dad. My dad on the other hand is giving him a go to hell look.

I make my way through the crowd and I hear whispers about my dad. 'Glad that's not my dad.' 'Poor girl...sucks to be her.' 'How freakin embarrassing...' I hear others talk but I try to tune them out. I get to the door and he jerks me by the arm the rest of the way out.

"Ouch...you are hurting me," I yell at him as we are walking down the sidewalk. The whole time his fingers dig into my arm.

"I should wear your ass out. I told you this is not a place for you to be hanging out," he says angrily as he continues to grip my arm even tighter.

When we get to his car he pulls out the breathalyzer. "Here...breathe."

I roll my eyes at him. "You got to be kidding me...dad I wasn't drinking," I argue with him.

"Then you have nothing to worry about...breath I won't ask you again."

I glare at him and then inhale and then exhale into the stupid thing. Nothing registers. "I told you I wasn't drinking."

"Good get your ass in the car." He opens the door for me and I reluctantly get in. He slams the door hard and then goes around to get in.

"Dad...I wasn't doing anything. They were just celebrating the big win."

"Katana...I don't want to talk about it. If I ever find you here again so help me."

I don't bother arguing back because he always has the last word. Instead I look out the window and watch the darkness of the night pass by all the way home.

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Author's Note: First chapter in...hope you liked it so far. So I had this dream one night and woke up to something horrific...you will see around the third chapter. Be patient with me we will get there soon.

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