Chapter 3

Heavens pov 

After witnessing Valentina and that god awful gross boy kiss, I immediately left. It was revolting to see that, bless my poor eyes. 

When I had left, my boyfriend Alan, didn't even bother to check on me. I spent 20 minutes looking for him and I had found him talking to some girl. 

I love Alan, I've been with him for 2 years but the sex game is horrible. He doesn't even make me cum, which is honestly embarrassing. His dick is smaller than his fucking finger, it's honestly nauseating.

The only reason I'm with him is because he's the quarterback of the football team, so him being the quarterback and me being the captain of the cheer squad— we make the perfect couple.

"Heaven, you're going to be late for practice if you don't leave right now." My mom warns me, pointing to the clock. 

Shit I only have 5 minutes. I'm going to be late and coach Sanders is going to kill me. 

"I'll leave then. Bye mom!" I shout, grabbing my keys and heading towards my car. 

My car is a black 2022 Mercedes Benz, C class. It is literally my baby. 

I hate to brag about me having money but what can I say? My parents are millionaires, and that's just my life.

I arrived at school 5 minutes late but who cares, coach will never replace me as captain. I'm just too good. 

As I open the gym doors, all eyes were on me. I love being powerful, I love the control and domination I have for people.

"Nice of you to join us Heaven." Coach Sanders says in a witty tone. 

"Sorry, I lost track of time." I apologize.

She just stares at me, while the girls stretch to run laps. 

"We need more girls in the squad. We only have 7 and it's not doing us enough, we need at least 10 to be able to perform for state." Coach says, handing me some papers.

"Go put these papers out in the hallways, I need more girls to try out." Coach instructs me. I nod and go to the hallway, while the girls run 2 laps around the gym. 

I grabbed a pin from the club board in the hallways, and pinned the papers on the board. After doing so, I walked upstairs and out some papers up there too. 

I walked back to the gym to see the girls doing the routine that we've been practicing. To be honest, these girls aren't good, the reason they're even on the team is because we're desperate for new people. 

"When someone is interested in joining the cheer squad, we'll hold the auditions right when they can. Preferably, the same day so we can get it over with. Everyone including the girls will be in charge of the voting, so just make sure of that." Coach Sanders speaks, and I nod my head understanding. 

I just hope we get some good people, I'm tired of having shitty ass girls that can barely keep up. 

After a whole hour of practice, it was time for school. Yes we have morning practices which makes no sense considering we don't even have enough girls, but whatever. 

"Good work girls, make sure to recruit some girls. We really need it." Coach sighs, giving the girls a slight smile and heading off to her office. 

Well at least she didn't say anything bad. She knows I'm the best one out of everyone, I mean... why else would she put me as captain? 

I go into the locker room and change to my cheer uniform, god sometimes I hate the damn uniform. I just want to wear my regular ass clothes. 

I put my golden blonde hair down from the clip that was holding my hair, finally reaching my blonde waves. 

Thank god I don't ever have to do my hair, all I do is brush it and it's perfection. 

I retouch on my makeup, which doesn't take me long because I was already wearing makeup. Finally after a while, I grab my bag and put it into my locker and head out. 

My phone rang, signaling I was getting a call. 

Alan. 

Not answering it. He's very annoying and it's too early to hear his damn voice. 

I declined the call, and walked out of the locker room only to be met him him outside the hallway. 

"Hi. You declined my call?" He says in a confused tone. I just ignore him and walk away, but he grabs my shoulders pulling me back. 

"Did I do something?" He asks, scratching the back of his head nervously. 

This bitch did something. I can tell from his tone and his looks. This dumbass looks guilty. 

"No, I'm just tired and don't want to be be bothered right now." I say, walking away to my locker. He follows me like a lost puppy. 

Boy take a hint, I want to be left alone! 

"Can you not follow me? I seriously have a headache right now. I don't want to be bothered by anyone." I groan from the slight pain in my head. 

I wasn't lying about being tired. I'm always tired. 

"Alright sorry for bothering you, I'll talk to you later then." He says kinda upset, but I don't care I just want him to leave. He pecks my cheek sloppily and I grimace from the contact. 

After he walks away, students start to slowly arrive through the front doors of school going to their lockers. 

I slam my locker shut and walk to the cafeteria to meet up with my bestfriends, Deena and Fernanda. I've been friends with them since kindergarten and our friendship has grown stronger ever since then. 

Once I arrive in the cafeteria, immediately everyone scatters out afraid of me doing anything. 

Love having that power over people. Everyone at this hellhole is afraid of me, I have the power to ruin peoples lives and I could care less about it. 

"Hey." I smile, seeing my two bestfriends on there phones. My presence alone makes them get off there phones and engulf me into a hug. 

"Woah, what's up with you two?" I ask confused as to why they're hugging me. 

"We can't just hug you because we want to?" Fernanda asks, her icy blue eyes staring into mine. 

"Well yeah, but usually it's because you want something— so what do you want?" I ask, taking a seat on our usual table for lunch. 

"I need a favor but I'm afraid you'll say no." Fernanda says, her voice a bit shaky while she talks. Deena from beside her, smirks as she already knows what she's going to ask. 

"Will you help me ask out Gina Carter please?" She asks hopefully. I totally forgot about her crush on her. 

"You want to... ask her out?" I say shocked, but before she can even answer I speak again. 

"Why do you even need my help?" I ask. 

"You kinda talk to her, I mean only when you're annoying her friend, Valentina. I just want you to ask Valentina for her number... please." She practically begs. 

Of course I'll help her, she's my best friend. The only problem is that I don't want to talk to that annoying girl Valentina. She gets in my nerves with her perfect hair, and her amazing body. I'll admit, she has an amazing body. She's so pretty that every boy wants her, which I envy. 

"Fine I'll do it, but you owe me later." I squint, as Fernanda squeals excitedly. 

"Just don't kill Valentina." Deena laughs, as the bell rings to go to our 1st period class. 

Here goes nothing...... 

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Walking into my 5th period class was a mess. I was 5 minutes late, and to top it all off, I had to sit next to Valentina.

Her hair is down with curls at the end. She's wearing a black skirt, and a pink long sleeve shirt, with her black and white high top converse. She looks so pretty without even trying, and I hate it. 

"Hey." I say, as she turns to me giving me a confused look. 

"Yes?" She questions softly. My god even her voice is attractive, what the hell. 

Why am I even thinking that?? I don't like girls, and that's final. 

"Listen, my friend likes your friend. I need you to give me her number, so they can start talking, therefore, you need to give me her number. Like right now." I demand, looking at the teacher scribble something in the board. 

"Why should I give you her number?" She smirks, pulling out her phone from her backpack. 

"Because I'm asking you for it." I roll my eyes already annoyed with her. 

"So, just because you asked for it I have to give it to you? How about you get it yourself?" She asks, writing something down on a piece of paper. 

God she's such a fucking brat. I literally asked nicely I don't know what else she wants from me. 

"I can't get it myself dumbass." I say and she laughs from my comment, and slides the folded piece of paper towards me. 

"There is Ginas phone number, now stop bothering me I'm trying to learn." She says in an accent. It's cute. 

No.... No... shut up stupid brain! 

It's going to be a long day......