The Cheerleader and the Football Player

16 year old MacKenzie is the shy girl at school. She doesn't go out and party a lot or get drunk or have a million boyfriends. She is a level 10 gymnast, but she never though about going out for the cheerleading team. She ends up trying out, and befriending the other shy girl, and falling in love with her new friends twin brother. But what could happen when she gets injured and the doctors tell her she can never do gymnastics again? Will she give up? Or will she find a way to do it anyway.

*In this story Harry is famous, but he has always been the popular boy in school and nobody treats him that different for being famous and he is a football player, the star quarterback to be exact. And I know he only has an older sister, Gemma, but for the sake of the story, he has a twin sister.*


8. Awkward

I went back to class and everybody stared at me as I walked in. I put my books down in my desk and Mr. Davis walked up to me. "MacKenzie I paired you with Melanie instead of Harry." he said as he walked away. Thank God. Thankfully Megan was my partner for stunting at cheer, so when we finished our work, we talked about tryouts and cheer. She was really nice.

Harry walked back in about 10 minutes later. I could see the yellow detention slip sticking out of his binder. "What the hell happened with you two?" Megan asked as she saw the glare I gave him. "Nothing. I just didnt want to go out with him and he couldnt accept that." I said to her. "Damn. D-r-a-m-a." she said and we both started walking out of class when the bell rang. "See you at tryouts. And dont worry. Just smile and you'll be fine." she said before walking towards her boyfriend Trent's locker.

People were giving me weird stares as I walked in the halls. I took my books from my locker and went to the locker room. I pinned my tryout number to the bottom of my sports bra and went out to strech and wait for them to start. "Oh my God. MacKenzie. Want to explain why you and my brother were sent to the princliples office?" Tori shouted as she ran over to me. A  bunch of people followed her around me and were really interested in this. "He asked me out, I said no, and he freaked out on me today in Bio and called me a pyscopathic bipolar bitch who doesnt know what the fuck she wants." I said as I looked at her. "WHAT? He told me you guys made out last night and he told you that he didnt want a girlfriend and you freaked out." She said. "No, well we did kinda make out. But he never said that." I protested. "Whatever. I believe you. Hes a man whore anyway." she said as we walked into gym.

"Welcome everyone to the 2012-2013 Cheerleading tryouts. I expect the level of perfection to be very high today and there will be little space for error." Blake said. "First up we have Kallie and Sammy, with the songs we found love." They did their dance flawlessly. But when they did the tumbling, one of them tripped and fell and she wasnt injured or anything. But she messed yup. They did the stunting with Mollie and Cameron. They did perfect then Mollie and Cameron did their routines. A few more groups went before it was my turn. It took a while because each person went then their partner went then they did the stunting and it took about 20 minutes per group of 4. I was called to go first. "Now is MacKenzie and International Love and One Thing" Blake said. The music started and I just danced. I have to say, I wasnt so impressed with my routine. But nothing I can do now. Then I started my Tumbling. I did it perfect. Like really perfect. I was so proud of myself. Then Tori went and was prefect.

She finished and then we did our stunting. It went flawlessly too. Then Meg and Callie went and they were really good too. By the time everyone finsihed, it was 7:30. "MacKenzie you did so good!" a bunch of people told me. I thanked them all. "MacKenzie need a ride?" Torti asked as Harry pulled up in his car. "Nah, Ill walk. Thanks." I said as I headed off to my house.

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