1. Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 3)


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    place—the girl has momentum on the way down (and therefore effectively heavier)! Seeing Cherry practice while unaware of my presence was for some reason therapeutic. She was so energetic and full of life while around me that I wasn’t sure if it was simply a show for my benefit. But I could see now that it was just her natural personality and I loved that about her. Before I realized it, I had walked towards (or perhaps drawn like a magnet to) where they were practicing and Cherry spotted me. Her already wide smile became even wider and she waved to me enthusiastically. She motioned me over to her but I resisted; not wanting to disturb them. She came bounding over to me like she was impersonating Tigger, grabbed my hand, and pulled me over to meet the others. Cherry said, “Guys: this is David,” and then pointed out each of the girls by name. They were all wearing a variation of the same thing: skin tight yoga shorts, a tight tank top of varying colors, and white sneakers. Olivia was the only one I would remember and that was because I knew her from before. A few of the girls eyed me either knowingly or suspiciously—which one it was, I wasn’t certain—and I wondered how much information Cherry had shared with her friends. One of the girls said, “We hear you are a fireman. Is that true?” I confirmed the ‘rumor’ and said, “Yeah; I am.” Another girl hiding behind the others asked, “Ever do a calendar?” That incited laughs and giggles typical of girls their age. I chuckled and ...
    said, “No—I’ve never posed for a calendar.” “Oh. Too bad…” another voice said. Cherry just rolled her eyes at them and gave a resigned, yet slightly amused, groan of disgust. The attention was flattering but a little embarrassing at the same time. I said I was going to watch from a spot several yards away. As I was taking my spot, Olivia took charge of the girls. “Ok: break’s over! Give me 30 more good minutes and we’ll call it a day,” she said. The rest of the girls did as she said and that was when I figured out that Olivia was the head cheerleader. As I watched Cherry and the other girls perform, it started to make sense why Olivia had been the one giving Cherry a ride when she needed it. She was learning to be a leader and probably felt responsible for Cherry’s safety. I admired that it in her. They went through several routines and, if any mistakes were made, I couldn’t tell. Olivia would critique one girl or another after a routine, but I never knew what she was talking about. Cherry never received any criticism for her performances. In my mind, that was because Cherry was flawless in all aspects! It was actually about 40 minutes before Olivia decided that they had done enough for the day and called it quits. They scheduled their next practice before going in separate directions. The direction Cherry took was no surprise: she trotted over to me and nearly tackled me before I could stand up. “So, what did you think?” she asked. “You were incredible! You toss that girl over ...
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