Falling from the Top

Chapter 2

I leaned back and looked at Dustin. We were standing in the middle of the football field, all eyes on us. I smiled and turned back. I headed towards the bleachers, where the cheerleading team was waiting. The bleachers were packed with girls wanting to be part of it. 

"Ok girls." I started. "So today we will be looking at your aptitude to become one of us. By that I mean that we will judging your motivation, your height, your weight..." I signalled a clearly overweighted girl. She got up and left, angrily. " and your beauty. Not you either" I motioned a big-eared girl away. 

The elimination wasn't long. Some girls really had hopes! The current eight cheerleaders introduced the new four ones and the training started. The new girls were tall, blond for most and already quiet popular. I introduced them to the new routine I was working on and took some time to watch the football team warm up. A delight for the eyes.

I sent the team to the changing rooms and promised them a new uniform. This year's uniform will be even hotter than last year's: short skirt and tiny bra. Fabulous, trust me! 

I changed and waited for Dustin on the parking lot. He joined me on the hood of his car. We've been together two months already and it was starting to be a record for me. Before him, I dated a senior, but time flew and he went to college. At the beginning of summer, I dumped him. What good was it to date a boy and not even being able to show off about it because he wasn't at school anymore? No, I wanted a guy I could see every day and make sure everyone knew that he was mine. That's when I met Dustin. Perfect timing, I have to say. He wasn't the brightest, but at least he wasn't pushing me to do anything and I had total control on our relationship. 

We talked for a while, but all he entertained me with was his new watch and its' new facilities. Fascinating! I made up an excuse and rushed home. On my way to my Mini Cooper, I say Etienne sitting on a school bench. Freak. Doesn't he know school is over?

When I arrived home, the lights were off. My mother was probably at a charity thingy and my dad still at work. He worked a lot more lately. He was a politicien... Rich, yes but absent. I entered the house, so big and so empty. I left my Michael Kors on the table; no need to do my homework, and headed straight for my room. I went on every social media possible, liking and hating.

When I fell asleep, the house was still silent.

-.-

The next morning, I found Lucinda in the kitchen. Lucinda was our maid. I knew her and cared for her more than for my own mother. At least, she was always there for me. 

"Good morning!" she said with her Spanish accent. 

I nodded back and took the plate she was handing me. 

"Thanks," I grumbled.

She was like my mother, certainly, however she remained a employee.

"Did you start school good?"

"Yeah, I guess." I barely touched my pancakes and left the plate in the sink.

"Don't get caught up in boy trouble!" she screamed after before bursting in laughter.

Great. I headed for the bathroom, where I took of my pink bunny slippers and took a shower. Make up time! Favorite part of my morning routine, I confess. Peach eyeshadow, thick eyeliner, mascara, foundation, contouring, RED LIPSTICK! A little touch to my hair for volume and I'm good to go. 

I headed out, hearing Lucinda wish me a good day. I didn't even bother saying it back. My strawberry pink Mini Cooper took me into town where I was supposed to meet Linda and Nina. 

I was, in fact, more than twenty minutes late but they didn't mind. We entered the cheap boutiques but I didn't even give them a look. Linda found a lovely summer dress and Nina kept whining because she couldn't find her size. 

Finally, we continued towards "my kind of stores" like Chanel, Dior, Prada. Credit cards flew, clothes piled up, bags multiplied. We stopped for a café and headed home.

That was what I call a Saturday well spent. 

Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Ariana is so nice right?