I'm a Cheerleader

Chapter 3 Tryouts pt. 2

"Wish me luck," I said, opening the door.

"You need more than that," Sammie said, smirking.

"Good luck," Derrick said laughing.

I walked in and Coach Kal looked me up and down. Is he checking me out?

"What are you doing here Vincent?" Coach Kal asked. This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

"I'm trying out?" I said.

"Oh really?" he said with an eyebrow up.

He told me to do all kinds of stuff. I kinda sucked at it.

"You're about as good as a ballerina." The coach said, shaking his head.

"That's a good thing right? They do work very hard and are very flexible." I said smiling nervously.

"Out," he said pointing to the door.

"Wait, please. I just-" I started to say.

"Oh I see you just want to look at the girls, the cheerleaders," he said.

"No," I said, shaking my head.

"Uh sure. Get out," he said.

I groaned and moped as I walked out the door.

"Let me guess you were terrible," Sammie said when he saw me.

I glared at him. "You know what? You can just suck it." I said and his eyes widened and Derrick bust

out laughing.

"What's got you in such a mood?" Sammie asked as we walked out of the school.

"He wanted to stare at his man after school," Derrick said laughing.

"Shut up," I growled.

"You still have a chance just believe," Sammie said smacking my back.

I was about to glare at him but his smile changed my mind. "Whatever." I sighed.