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  And then he said, "at the end of the year whoever gets the top score will not only get a scholarship to the most exclusive university in the entire universe but also a brand-new job awaits after college graduation.”

  That was enough for me; that was my light bulb moment.

  I decided, oh hell, I will do whatever it takes to succeed.

  And with that, I focused on the task at hand.

  The rest of the day went well.

  But then I ran into Noah.

  He stood so close to me.

  His thickness pressed on my thigh.

  Honestly, I became torn between wanting him or shoving him out of my way. But then he teased my cheek and said, "don't believe the hype. A lot of students don't last long here. Plus, you don't have it in you."

  God his lavender scent drew me in, I took in a deep breath and exhaled. What was he doing pressing up his thick length on inner thigh? He groaned.

  Then he twirled his finger in my hair and took a whiff.

  Then he said, "doesn't seem like anyone used shampoo today."

  God --

  How could he be so evil?

  I placed my palms on his hard-ripped chest and pushed back.

  Amused by my reaction, he stood still and chuckled.

  Then he said, "I don't take strays, but I could make an exception for you. Would you like that, baby?"

  Did he call me his baby?

  I knew he didn't mean it he cracked my face and then Noah whispered into my ear is one breath caressing my neckline he said, "Don't get so cocky because you think you have the teachers wrapped up in the palm of your hands, babe? It's only the first day I don't see you lasting the year here. so why not do yourself a favor and tell everyone including that mother of yours, you want to leave?"

  "I have no intentions of leaving. I'm here to stay regardless of what you want or what you think," I replied in a shaky voice.

  He smirked mischievous. Then he stepped backward while still watching me, taunting me with his glare. Then he started clapping. Confused by his reaction, I raised an eyebrow.

  He said, "well, well, well, I'd never have guessed the timid kitty will become a cat. So I think, you're no longer a kitty? You're now a cat, and I like cats. They are awesome. I think a cat would do very well on my wrapped around my cock, what do you think?

  I swallowed oh my God, could he be so cruel? Why would he speak to me this way? I shook my head and pushed past him, and for the rest of the day, I avoided him like a freaking plague.

  Later on, once I got home, my mother asked about my day at school.

  I looked at my mother as she coughed yet again. She used to be healthy, but she developed this cough after years of working in the glass factory.

  Her hands shake from the early stages of possible multiple sclerosis. She refuses to see doctors because of her mounting medical debts.

  She stays complaining about the medical bills.

  I felt terrible I told her I could quit and work she looked at me angrily and said, "You'd do no such thing, no child of mine will do that you are the future maybe someday you'll take care of me."

  It was quite a burden to put on me. I smiled at her and stayed silent listening to what she had to say. She asked about my day. I lied. I told her it was perfect, but she did not dispute my words.

  Instead, she said to me, "I don't think it was that great from the way you look it was obviously tough it's OK to admit it we have we've all been there I Hell I'm still going through it at work."

  I got it. Mom was earnest about her relatable experience.

  She pulled me in her arms.

  Then said, "regardless of what anyone says about you, know this, you can do anything you put your mind to, Rachel."

  And with that, she coughed once more.

  I wrapped my hands around mom and promised to do my best at school. I told her I wouldn't disappoint her.

  So, what did I do?

  Well, I signed up for every extracurricular activity I came across as the weeks progressed.

  Eventually, I noticed they wanted a new cheerleader, some girl dropped out, and I knew that was the perfect opportunity. I realized the bad girls well part of the team.

  I would prove to them I deserve to be a part of the team.

  I walked up and did my routine.

  Some girls laughed.

  The coach looked at them and said, "I think we should give Rachel an opportunity. She's doing well. It takes a lot of guts to come and try out for the cheerleading team besides looks like we need a little diversity here."

  I smiled, and then the girls found.

  And that's the moment Noah Guzman, and Connor walked into the practice area. It shocked them to see me standing there doing my routine Noah's his eyes caught mine. Then his lust-filled eyes raked my body. I then decided I would show him what he's missing by bullying me. I had to show him I could move better than any cheerleader out there.

  So, I did.

  I slid my hand around my body and worked the dance routine. But rather than be impressed, he frowned. His reaction to my move hurts.

  The boys didn't look pleased. Whatever happiness I had from getting on the cheerleading squad turn sour the moment the rich boys protested.

  They said I didn't deserve to be on the team.

  Their words hurt, but there was nothing I could do. They are the coach's favorites, and he wouldn’t want to stand in the way of the super jocks?

  Then I turned, and another girl walked up.

  She stood between the coach and me.

  She was one of the bad girls, but she was not a member of the cheerleading team. She said she deserved it and the boys agreed. It hurts watching them talk about me, as though I don’t exist.

  The coach folded his hands ready to say something, but then the main rich girl flailed her hands in the air and said, "what are you going to do, coach? You have to do the right thing."

  I whispered underneath my breath, "I guess I'll quit."

  I mean it's the only way I could avoid being next to them. I don't know why I thought this was a great idea. There's no way I could have prevented being in close proximity with them?

  I shook my hand and walked out, that's when Guzman said, "there she goes again. She runs away from everything. I can't believe the coach wants her on the cheerleading team."

  "We need cheerleaders who believe in us, not someone who runs away from responsibility."

  Honestly, it didn’t matter what they thought about me because I’d made up my mind, I couldn't do it. I could go through with possibly of getting hurt again.

  That’s the moment I noticed Libby my voice of reason hurrying towards me. She said to me, "What are you doing here? why aren't you out there practicing? Oh my god, congratulations. I heard you got the part you are now officially a full-fledged member of the cheerleading squad"

  I shook my head and said, "I can't do it. I just can't."

  I know it makes me look weak and all but seriously it’s just not going to happen.

  Before Libby could say anything else, I hurried out of the bathroom and walked straight back to the coach.

  I said to him, “Thank you for the offer, but I don't think I will take the role on the cheerleading team.”

  He looked at me, shocked. Thankfully, this was the last class of the day, so there was nothing anyone could do about it. He placed his hand forward and said, "Why don't you go home and think about it and get back to me."

  I nodded, and that's the moment I noticed the girls shooting daggers at me.

  One of the bad girls smirked and said, “Coach she doesn't need to think about it. I believe she has already made her mind up. We should just let her quit the team. If it's too much for her to handle why force her?"

  I sighed and looked at her, that's the moment the school bell rang. Relieved, I couldn't get out of there fast enough.

  I pushed past everyone, hurried down the hall, grabbed my bags and stepped out of the building and into mom’s car before anyone could say
anything else.

  Chapter Three

  Rachel

  I guess you could say news traveled fast because the following day the whole school talked about my quitting the cheerleading squad.

  I heard snickers from the rich bad girls.

  One girl said, "I mean, seriously, who does that?"

  Another bad girl said, "nobody quits the cheerleading squad! Why attend Barton Woods an elite Academy if you just can't freaking compete. It's insane if you ask me.”

  But of course, the truth is no one asked her. I certainly didn’t ask.

  Another girl with silicon enhanced boobs walked towards me. She smirked, as she got close. She leaned in and said, “I am Jessica, just so you know bitch, no one ever quits the elite cheerleading squad you're the first.”

  I looked at her and said, "it won't be the first time, and I doubt it's going to be my last. Listen it's not a big deal everybody.

  I glanced around the room; everyone shook their heads. I couldn’t understand it. What’s the big deal, its my business and not anyone else’s?

  Another girl said, "it's not a big deal to you, but where is your school pride?"

  And that's the moment I looked up and saw Noah’s dark gorgeous eyes narrowed on mine.

  He looked irritated, and next to him was Guzman. He leaned in on Guzman who also started looking at me.

  Noah exchanged words with Guzman, who seemed unbothered. I turned around, ready to move forward when I noticed Connor watching me too.

  What the heck is going on in this school? Don’t they have anything to do like take a plane to Ibiza or something.

  Geez don't they have anything to do than to watch me?

  But I didn't care I did what I had to do, I kept moving.

  But then I heard the instructor speak, "Rachel, we deduct points for quitting your selected activity. Plus, it goes against your total grades, and if you want to make it to the most elite university out there well it behooves you to stay focused."

  Holy hell—

  I couldn't believe it, why would I be penalized for leaving? I quit the team, and now I have to pay the price?

  I wondered is there any way I could take get the role back? Can I get back on the team? If it’s going to cost me my diploma, then I would have to reconsider my actions.

  Later on, that day, right before lunch, I took a break and decided to get a few things out of my locker.

  The moment I opened it, thousands of naughty sex toys, mainly dicks, each one with the words stray kitty written on them fell out and cascaded down to the floor.

  Teary eyed, I gasped and looked around the hallway. I grabbed the items and tried to put them back, but then it was too late, I looked up to see the principal, Ms. Watson walking towards me. Her eyes widened.

  She said to me, “Step into my office right now."

  I whispered underneath my breath, oh my God, what now? I had the plastic dildo in my hands. I quickly placed it back in the locker and locked the door. God—

  My actions just made me look so freaking guilty.

  She frowned and said, "No, dear, bring that with you." I sighed and did as she requested. I followed her in silence my head bowed to the floor.

  The moment we walked into her office, she said, "what is this doing in school, and why do you have this? Are you active?”

  I swallowed. I wanted to tell her no, I am not active. I am still a virgin and I don’t know how it got there.

  She asked a lot of questions which I couldn’t answer. Then exasperated, she flailed her hands in the air.

  I sat there like a deer caught in headlights, not knowing what to do. I thought there's something more going on with her. It's not about me; the principal was under pressure from someone else.

  Finally, she palmed her forehead, folded her hands and looked up.

  She said, "We let you into the school to prove a point that anyone can succeed if given the right tools, and you not only quit the cheerleading team, you also brought dirty toys to school. Why?”

  I honestly didn't know how to respond, so I said to her, "I don't know how the items got into my locker, Miss Watson, you have to believe me."

  She shook her head, looked at me and said, "are you trying to tell me someone put them there?"

  I nodded and said, “I believe that's what happened. I don't know who, but someone did it."

  She paused, I thought this is it? I will get expelled.

  She said, "I'm sorry, but I'm going to call your mother she's going to have to pick you up today. You would have to face the consequences tomorrow.”

  I begged her not to call my mom. She sighed and told me I could do better.

  She then added, “Regardless of how you got to the school, everyone here is held to the highest standard. It’s about pride.”

  I nodded in agreement with her, but she wouldn't let it go. She did call mom.

  My mom said she couldn't get to the school for at least an hour.

  Mrs. Watson then turned to me and said, “Get back to class when your mother gets here, we will let you know.”

  I got off the chair ready to leave with the male item in my hands. She grabbed the plastic male organ from me and said, “Oh and I’ll keep this.”

  I stared at her with widened eyes, but I didn’t want to give her an opportunity to change her mind again.

  So, I nodded and hurried out of her office as fast as I could.

  I’d already missed lunch. I shook my head thinking about what I’d dealt with today. I still couldn't believe those toys dropped out of my locker. I thought hell nothing bad can happen now. But things on my end got worse, Samantha one of the bad rich spoiled girls got my cheerleading spot.

  I thought about going back there and begged for my spot again. But it seemed as though it was all too late now there was nothing I could do about it.

  Chapter Four

  Guzman

  The guys and I stood there watching her return to practice in shock, yet we were in awe of how awesome she looked in her cheerleading outfit.

  “I’ll bet her butt probably looks better in a skirt than Samantha’s,” Connor said. I turned to look at her. He was right, you know, she looks great in that cheerleading skirt.

  Her skirt’s fabric looked a lot smaller than I remembered. Did she have it altered?

  These thoughts ran through my mind as I smacked Connor on the shoulders, and then I turned to look at Noah.

  He shook his head and rolled his eyes. I guess we’re all thinking why exactly she returned to practice. Surely, she had other things to do.

  We thought she had quit the team, so there is no reason for her to return right? Something must have occurred to make her return to practice.

  Or maybe she finally realized that to keep her scholarship, she would have to do more? Perhaps she realized it was not about merely having good grades?

  I could tell she’s gunning for the top prize to attend the most prestigious University known to humanity, Barton woods University.

  She has no clue what she’s gotten herself into; she ought to give up and leave, why wouldn’t she leave. But knowing her, Rachel would never give up anything. Whatever she does, she never gives up.

  Back in junior school, we taunted her. It was easier back then. But from all accounts, it looks like she’s toughened up a bit. It appears she’s gotten a lot stronger. Something really must’ve happened over the years. She turns and looks at us, and we smiled back at her. I winked at her; Noah smacked my shoulders furiously.

  He said, “Listen, we’re here to make sure we win.”

  I turned to him and said, “I bet I will fucking win by getting in her pants before you guys.”

  Noah ignored my comments, and instead, he’s eyes narrowed on her. She turned back and looked at him. I wondered, is he her favorite? Well, too bad because the sooner we get out of the school, the better. The last thing we want is for straight to take over the final scholarship to the exclusive University.

  But God, she looks fantastic.
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  I nudged Connor’s elbow. He turned and looked at me and said, “I know you’re thinking the same thing I’m thinking too.”

  I nodded and said, “have you ever seen anything so fantastic.”

  He shook his head and said, “Hell no.”

  I groaned. I was fucking hard, staring at Rachel, I had to adjust my pants.

  She was having a conversation with the coach.

  We moved closer to get a better view of her beautiful legs,

  Her beautiful eyes and her gorgeous locks placed in an elegant bun on top of her head.

  I couldn’t wait to see how she’s going explain getting back on the team because she had given up a lot and so we watch and wait. I turned to the corner to see the other cheerleading experts and the girls; they didn’t seem pleased at all.

  They didn’t want her there, and I’m sure she knew it, but she was determined to pull through and get back on the team. She marched up to the coach and averted our gaze. She stood directly in front of the coach ready to say something, and we stood there listening.

  Rachel

  I returned to the cheerleading team. I thought it would be easy to get back in, but I was sadly mistaken. Because the moment I arrived at the sports arena, all eyes turned towards me. I felt so self-conscious I just wanted the floor to open up, but that will never happen right? Samantha fumed and stomped her feet.

  She frowned and flailed her hands in the air.

  She walked up to the coach and said, “this cannot happen, coach. You chose me when she gave it up. She can’t just return because she said so?”

  I stood there watching and thinking, what’s the coach going to say about this? Will, he let her in.

  The coach tried to make everyone happy. He said, “now let’s give her a chance if things don’t work out Samantha, it’s still yours. Besides, we need a backup. You can have that role.”

  Samantha's eyes widened, she huffed, then she stared at me with an in her eyes. I averted her gaze. My decision to return to practice and the team had nothing to do with her. I wished she’d understand that I meant no harm. I just wanted to keep my promise to my mother.