The Cheerleader and The Bad Boy

Chapter one

Hello, I have just published the first rewrite of this story in a new story posted on my page. I have changed the title to Tempted by Him. The first chapter is a combination of this story's Chapter 1 and 2. Please check it out and let me know what you think! I will slowly be rewriting this entire story to add more scenes, flesh out the original idea and add explicate content. 

Thank you for your support. <3

Chapter one.

"Ow!" I yelped out as I dropped another moving box on my foot. I bit my hand to hold back a profanity as my dad walked by. I scooped up the box and continued upstairs to my new room. I set it down with the other ten or so boxes taking up half the room before calling down to my dad. "Hey dad? Is that the last of the boxes?" I screamed out my open door.

I heard a faint "Ya." So I took that as permission to close my door and start setting up my room.

An hour later I had my desk, queen sized bed and my whole closet set up. I placed my pink full body mirror on the back of my door. I looked over myself and fixed my hair and smoothed out my jean shorts before adjusting my black tank top. I hung up my Paris calendar, this month it had a picture of the Eiffel tower. I sighed wishing I could be there instead of stuck here.

I've wanted to go to Paris since freshman year when my best friend Heather went there for spring break. It's on my bucket list. But considering I've tried saving up my money and tried convincing my dad to let me go since freshman year and I'm now a senior and still haven't gone; I don't see it happening until I'm too old to appreciate it.

I opened up my light pink lap top and checked my email. I only had one from Heather.

'HEEEEEY PRINCESS!

How's your new house and school?! See any cute boys? Tell me how the cheerleading team is there! Love you!

Xoxo Heather'

I shook my head and laughed. I decided I'd reply tomorrow after my first day of school.

I looked up the school website while my lap top was still on to see if cheer leading try outs were still available. I didn't see anything but that's not gonna stop me from trying; I've been a cheerleader since middle school.

I turned off my laptop and put my white bedspread on my bed before putting away all of my bathroom things. I also put up my pink shower curtain.

What can I say? I like pink.

I heard my dad call to me for dinner and I quickly put a picture of me and Heather on my desk before dashing down the stairs. "Hey dad." I said before giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.

I glanced down at the table to see that we were having Spaghetti .

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My iPhone started ringing waking me up from my peaceful dream of being back home. I sighed before stopping the alarm. I looked at the plain white ceiling almost tempted to fake being sick, but decided that I'd have to go to school eventually.

I got up and hopped in the shower having about an hour and a half to get ready. I slipped on my short jean skirt, and a light pink halter top. I put my white wedges on before applying light eye liner and mascara and a slight layer of lip gloss. I grabbed my black sling back pack before skipping down the stairs.

I grabbed an apple noticing that dad had already left for work. He worked at Microsoft and he'd just been given a promotion which is why we had to move.

I jumped in my black Camaro and started driving to school while blasting Scream by Usher.

Another fifteen minutes passed before I was standing in the middle of the school wondering where to go and trying not to get knocked down by strangers.