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Chapter 1: Jaylee
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2024-10-29 19:42:56I rise from the bed as the alarm clock goes off, stopping it.
"It is time." I stretch with an excited smile.
I shove the blanket aside and get out of bed.
Today is a big day for me. I'll officially be known as a member of the Hot Shot cheerleading team. I've been drafting for it to happen since I started Effney High. However, a few setbacks extended it to five years.
Yeah, I wanted to join the team the first year I started, but dolefully, I began to wear glasses. The squad would never accept a four-eye to cheer with them.
After pleading desperately with my mom to let me wear eye contact in the eighth grade, she finally decided to let me. I was overjoyed for a short period until I discovered from an appointment with my dentist that I would wear braces for two years. The news hit me like a bolt of lightning. I would never have a chance with the Hot Shot cheerleading squad. Eye contact could hide glasses. What could hide braces? Nothing.
I was happy; two years had passed, and my teeth were free from the tight bondage. I tried out for the team that day, giving an excellent performance. I flip, split, and shake my butt as if my life depends on it, and in the end, I receive a standing ovation from the captain, Amber.
"Jaylee, breakfast is ready!" Mom yells downstairs as I style my black hair in a high pony hairstyle.
"Okay, mom!" I yell back, topping my hairdo off with a big red bow.
The colors suit the squad's red, black, and white uniforms. I make sure to wear bright red lipstick as well.
Beaming, I checked myself in the mirror before going downstairs; I looked hot.
When I get downstairs, Mom is washing dishes with her back turned.
My mom is blonde. I have my dad's hair; however, I have her amber eyes.
I grab a banana without any appetite for breakfast.
"Oh, no. There's no way; I'm letting you leave the house dressed like that." Mom turns to see me.
She observes my black tank top and blue mini skirt.
I watch her eyes lower to my black high-heeled boot.
"You look like a stripper," she says.
"Mom. I'm a cheerleader now. I can't afford to dress like a nobody," I grumble.
"Go upstairs and change now, or I won't allow you to be a part of that cheerleading team!" Soberly, she says as her hand points upstairs.
I throw the banana on the kitchen counter and stomp my feet hard, returning to my room.
"And remove some of that makeup as well!" Mom yells.
I roll my eyes.
There was no way I was going to let Mom stop me from wearing my new clothes. The clothes signify a new me. Today, I will be known as Jaylee, a member of the HotShot squad. The most popular girls in the school. I can never wear clothes from my old, boring, and not-so-popular self.
I wear a dress over the new clothes.
As I descend the stairs, Mom waits for me, ensuring that I'm changed.
"Here you go," she says, giving me the banana.
"Thanks, goodbye, mom." I snatch it from her and run to the door.
"Goodbye honey."
My best friend Samantha's car shows up as I lock the door. She's stout and has red hair with a bang. We've been friends since kindergarten.
The car drives off as I get in. I take off the dress when we're far from the house, shoving the dress into my backpack.
"You look hot." Samantha looks at me for a minute before setting her eyes back on the road.
"I know, right?"
We laugh, and Samantha turns on the radio.
We sing loudly to our favorite song.
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