It’s not like I woke up one morning and thought “I want to be a cheerleader!” Heck, it’s not like I woke up and thought “I want to be into girls!” either, but the universe didn’t ask me about that one.
It all started with a pair of pretty blue eyes. Isn’t that how it always starts?
The problem? Those pretty blue eyes are attached to Candice. We’re talking Candice who’s been my best friend forever. My partner in crime since before we could talk.
Yeah, talk about taking “it’s complicated” to a whole new plane of existence.
So now I’m a cheerleader. And I totally have a crush on my best friend who may or may not be into me. Oh, and as if that wasn’t enough I’m also dodging crazy Danielle who thinks I want to steal her man (not likely given recent developments in my sexuality) and crazy Chris who thinks he has a shot with me or Candice.
Also not likely. See above about recent confusing developments in my sexuality.
Yeah, high school was complicated enough before the whole cheerleader thing. And the whole Candice thing. And everything else. Now I don’t know if I’m going to survive my senior year!
