Nat bowed her head in defeat as she stood with the squad, straightening out her pleated skirt and begrudgingly lifting up her pom poms.
"You'll do great out there." Jenny smiled.
'YoU'lL dO GrEat OuT ThERe.' Nat mentally mocked.
"Okay girls, ready?" the coach asked.
"Ready!" the squad cheered.
"Daisy?" the coach asked.
"*sigh* ... Ready." Nat replied.
Nat moved along in sync with every movement, imitating but hot doing. She waved her hands left, right, up, down, in a couple circles, and then joined the other girls in a circle before hopping up and shouting a very flat "Woooooo."
"Okay ladies, hit the showers. Oh and Daisy?" the blonde coach asked.
"Yeah?" Nat asked.
"Put some passion into it, we've got a game in two weeks!" the coach replied.
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'Pssh, a game in two weeks, as if I'm going! I'll just pretend I'm sick or something...' Nat thought as she tried to squeeze back into the pink booty shorts Kyra gave her.
She glanced and saw Jenny kissing a member of the football team on the cheek before handing her a slip of paper, walking away with a giggle..
Nat snurled her lip before going cross eyed and giggling, doodling her number on a piece of paper and pursing her lips. The timing couldn't have been worse as her lips touched a girl's cheek and said girl took a slip out of her hand.
"OH EM GEE, DAISY'S GOT A GIRLFRIEND, EEEEEEEE!" Kyra squealed.
'Fuck.' Nat thought to herself.