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Chapter 8: Jaylee

Dear new cheerleaders out there, when given your first gear, ask for another; one is not enough.

I had to wash my cheerleading uniform before going to bed last night.

"You're finally a Hot Shot cheerleader. I'm happy for you." I meet Mom in the kitchen.

I smile.

She breathes in relief. "You have no idea how much torture it was to hear you go on and on about wanting to be one. It's such a joy that it's over."

My smile disappears, and I roll my eyes.

She giggles.

I grab a banana. "Can you take me to school, mom?" I ask.

"I thought you never wanted me to drive to school anymore and wanted Samantha to only," she says.

"Please, mom," I beg.

"Okay."

"Now," I say.

"So early?"

"Yeah, mom, I'm a cheerleader now. I have to be at school early to meet with the other." I fib.

I was only eager to leave because I didn't want to ride with Samantha after what Amber said.

While I waited for my mom, I texted Samantha.

Already at school; see you around.

I edited the message before sending GM. I'm already
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