Intro: My name is, Brooklyn Scott, I am very sporty so most guys don't really notice me. My best friend is, Molly Stevens . We have been best friends since we where still fetuses. Our moms where very close. When my brother Trevor was 7 and I was 6 our parents left us. No one knew because my brother and I didn't want to get separated so we acted like our parents where still there. My mom and dad still payed the bills but didn't send us any money, so my brother had to start working. He would babysit, clean houses, and when he got old enough he got a real job. As for me... well he wouldn't let me get a job, he is very overprotective so I've been scared to have a boyfriend because I don't know what he will do to him.
*Beep*
I roll my eyes as I get ripped out of my thoughts by my phone ringing. I reach over to my nightstand and look at who texted me.
*molly: heyyy babe! Cheer tryouts are today! Just reminding you.*
* me: I know. That's literally all you have been talking about for the last two weeks.*
*molly: that's not all I have been talking about! I have also mentioned how HOT your brother and Zayn Brown is!
*me: and I thought I told you to stop talking about my brother like that.*
*molly: whatever. I will be there to pick you up in 20! Be ready!*
End of texts
I rush to my closet to pick out what to wear today. I pulled out my black crop top sweater, my ripped jeans, and my Nike black and white shoes. I go to my desk and pull out my hoop earrings and put them in. I wear minimum makeup and put my hair into two cute French braids. Once I look in the mirror to check I decided that I look decent I hop up and rush downstairs. I find Trevor making eggs and bacon.
"Hey Trev! It smells good in here."
"Oh hey brook."
I grab myself a plate and take some of the delicious food. Once I'm finished I take my antidepressant pills and rush outside knowing that Molly will already be waiting. I leave without saying goodbye to my brother.
When we got to the school I hopped out of the matte black Jeep and make my way to the lockers. My first class was P.E. So I had to quickly change into my gym clothes.
I saw Molly and ran over to her since we have P.E. Together.
"Hey Moll"
"Hey B!"
We make our way to the gym when I see Zayn Brown. He is an complete asshole but I gotta admit he does have good looks. All the girls in my school worship him, Molly included. I'm the only one who doesn't.
The rest of the day goes by fast but I have to go to cheerleading tryouts with Molly. I'm not too exited about it. The tryouts go by fast but now it's time for Molly and I to tryout, I have been basically dreading this moment for the whole day. We do a couple cheer moves and chants and now the leaders are deciding if we are in. Of course the leaders are the most popular and bitchiest girls in the school. The queen B: Bridget Stanford. And her other minions. As they talk amongst them self's Molly starts to get nervous and decided to talk my ears off.
"What do you think they are talking about?" She says with anticipation in her voice
"I-'' I try to talk but I get cut off by molly
"I mean do you think we will get into the team?"
"I'm sur-''
"Oh no what if we don't?"
"Mol-'' this time I don't get cut off by Molly
"Okay we have made our decision." One of the girls say
There was a long pause. It felt like forever.
"You both have made it on the cheer team!" Bridget states
"Oh.my.god! Oh my god! Oh my god ! Oh my god! Yay!" Molly says a little to over excited.
"Thank you so much." I say to the girls
"Practice is everyday right after school. Wear you uniform." Bridget states with a very serious tone. I respond with a nod while Molly and I head for lunch. I didn't hear the end of it until we had to go back to class.
At the end of the day Molly and I slip into our uniforms and head out to the field. There is football practice at the same time which is kinda embarrassing because we kept on getting wolf whistles while we where walking to the other side of the field, everyone on the team except for Zayn was watching, he simply just rolled his eyes and slapped the guys on the back of their heads. Their was a mixture of "ow!" And "dude! What the fuck." 's after. I smiled to my self and continued walking. Once we finish finish practice I start walking home. As I'm walking I hear a masculine voice call "heads up!" I turn around quickly and catch the football just in time with one hand. One of the players clapped his hands together as cue for me to pass it back. I threw a nice spiral and watched the boys reactions. My brother is on the team too so he just pumped his fists and smiled at me. I sat on the bleachers waiting for my brother to be done practice.
After a while of waiting my brother finally comes out of the change rooms and comes to get me.
"Hey bub" bub is a childhood nickname that he made up for me.
"Hey Trev."
"That was a nice spiral that you threw there. I guess I taught you well."
"Yep. I learned from the best." We both laughed and joked the rest of the way home.
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First chapter! Don't judge about the football stuff cuz I know absolutely nothing about it!😂
Sorry this chapter was so short.
Sorry for the grammar, spelling, and punctuation.
Remember to look at the opening pictures if you wanna see what the characters look like!
Love you guys!
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