chapter 8

Shape Of You- Ed Sheeran

This chapter is dedicated to va_in_the_moon13 for the voting. Thank you!!! :)

The field was busy as I strolled to it. Unfortunately, whenever it's not below 5 degrees, we have to share the football field with the jocks. If you ask me, whoever came up with it was dumb. For starters, the jocks spend the majority of their practice time staring at us. And the worst part is, the girls let them ogle them.

I dump my bags where the rest of the cheer squad's purses are. Most of them have the latest, most expensive branded bags that they probably made their parents buy.

I go over to a spare bit of space and start stretching. I bend over and allow my legs to stretch – I do it until I feel comfortable. And then I do the splits, raising my hands over my head. I start to observe everyone on the field, my eyes wonder to the boys first. Most of them are talking in groups, with their kits on, whilst staring lustfully at us. My eyes catch a few of their eyes and they raise a suggestive eyebrow which causes me to roll my eyes.

Boys.

Then my eyes wonder to the person the head cheer leader: Stacy.

She had her platinum blonde hair in a high pony tail, with her face caked in make-up. Her outfit looked too small for her, with the top reaching the middle of her stomach. Don't even get me started on her skirt.

Stacy was blabbing to her two sidekicks, Chloe and Freya. They were more like her clones. Both of them followed and copied whatever Stacy did. It was really sad.

Stacy seems to be talking about another guy she was with which made the girls congratulate her. However, her eyes keep moving to find a certain boy, that boy being Xavier. Anyone who is smart can tell she still misses him and that she fell into his trap. She's probably completely in love with him. Knowing her, she's probably trying to find a way to make him jealous.

Like the great Xavier could get jealous. I thought sarcastically.

"Alright girls, let's get into the first position." Our coach calls and I move to the front. Because I'm a small person, I'm made to be at the front and to be the flyer. Which isn't that bad, I quite enjoy being chucked in the air.

We practice the first minute of the routine for around half an hour and then we have a break. I can tell you now that I feel knackered. Our coach really wants us to win the competition this year.

I move away from the rest of the group and grab my water bottle. Plonking on the ground, I take a sip and immediately feel better. When finishing the drink, I lie down and stare at the beautiful sky, trying to ignore the two eyes on me.

I know its Xavier, who is over by the jocks. I try and ignore him but its harder then you think.

Then a shadow comes into my view, blocking the sun. I sit up, ready to tell Xavier to go away when I find out its not Xavier but Stacy.

Well shit.

"Can I have a word with you?" Stacy rudely asks me, putting a hand on her hip.

"Uh, sure." I answer, unsure.

I stand up and wipe the no-existent dirt off of me. Stacy's eyes roam around me, taking every bit of me in. I feel exposed by her, especially by the look of disgust she gives me.

I cross my arms together, rubbing the upper part of my arms.

"You need to stay away from him." She suddenly states.

"Huh?"

"Xavier." She says in a 'duh' voice. "He's mine, not yours."

"Stacy-"

She cuts me off. "Save it, you're just collateral damage. He's trying to make me jealous so that I will come running back into his arms."

I feel like what she's saying is something that tries to reassure herself that he wants her. And now I'm getting caught up in this drama.

"Stacy, I don't want him. You are free to have him, just tell him to leave me alone."

"No, you're the one who keeps following him. He would never want to be with someone like you. Just look, you aren't even pretty." Not gonna lie, that kind of hurt. I mean, I don't really think I'm that prettiest girl alive but I'm proud of what I look like. I'm not the most confident girl.

"Okay, that was just plain rude." I respond, stepping back from her.

"Woah, who do you think you are?" Stacy takes a step closer to me. "If you even think about trying something, like trying to take him away from me, then I'll make you regret it."

With that threat, she walks away, flipping her hair over her shoulder in a sassy way. I gulp, watching her go over to her two friends. I can't believe I was just threatened by the queen of the school, all because the hottest guy wouldn't leave me alone.

Even when I'm not around him I'm getting tortured by him. Ugh, how does that even work?

The coach calls us back over and with one last breath, I walk over.

Stacy gives me a cold, unwelcoming glare the whole time that makes goosebumps erupt on my skin. Oh god, why does all of the bad stuff happen to me?

Standing in position, I wait for the coach to count down. An unsettling feeling flutters in my stomach that has me feeling on edge. I feel like something bad is going to happen.

I start to dance, letting my body do what its supposed to do.

When it comes to the first lift, I move to the group of four people. Three of them I would class as my friend but the other one, Chloe, I would not. She has this smirk on her face when she sees me. I move my eyes away from her and put my foot on Jessica's hands. They all lift me up and I grab one of my legs to lift it above my head.

Stacy is also being lifted up; when she's up too, she gives me a look that sends chills down my spine.

And then I'm being chucked in the air as I do a brief move. As I'm coming down, I see something that terrifies me.Chloe steps away at the last minute meaning the girls won't be able to catch me.

A split scream escapes my lips as I fall to the ground with a 'thud'. My body hits the floor so hard I feel like I broke a bone. The cheer squad gasp and swarm me, asking me if I'm alright.

From the corner of my eye, I see Stacy approach me. She bends over and leans into my ear, which makes me flinch slightly.

"That's only a taste of what I can do." She coldly whispers and then grins. She stands up and talks loudly so everyone can hear her. "Don't worry, you'll be able to recover in no time."

Stacy then walks away just as my coach comes to assess me. My back and head hurts so much from the fall. I know that when I hit the ground, my head hit it hard. Which is not a good thing.

My eyes start to droop as I can my body starting to shut down.

Faintly, I hear a males voice shout "move" but I'm too tired to bother trying to figure out who that was.

Just before I close my eyes to fall asleep, I see a worried looking Xavier appear. Huh, who knew he could worry.

And then I fall into the abyss.

Word count: 1318

Sorry its a short chapter. I'll try and make the next one longer.

Did you like it? Do you think Annabella will be alright?

And how did you find Stacy? She seems like a bitch to me.

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Next update: 21st December