Seeker (The Seeker Series Book 1) by Reece Amy

Author:Reece, Amy [Reece, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Limitless Publishing LLC
Published: 2015-04-28T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

“Say not, ‘I have found the truth,’ but rather, ‘I have found a truth.’”

–Khalil Gibran

The next two days of the dreaded cheerleading clinic sped by with unwarranted haste. Before I knew what was happening, it was Thursday and I was facing the actual tryouts. I had managed to acquire the requisite red shorts and white tank top, divested myself of all jewelry, and scraped my curly red hair up into a high ponytail, which made my head ache. Ugh! Did I mention that I hate this?

Jack and Tara both walked me to the gym after school. I felt like I was heading to a firing squad. I started to bite a nail. Tara slapped it out of my mouth and turned me around to yank my ponytail even tighter.

“Enough, Ally! This is nothing! Get in there and show them what a tough bitch you are! You will make the team…squad…whatever the hell it is!”

“Oww! Leave my poor hair alone. Okay, fine. I’m a tough bitch. I got it, “ I said, rubbing my scalp.

Jack took a gentler approach. “You’ve totally got this. I’ll see you tonight at 8:45 so I can drive you back here and see that you made it.” He bent down to kiss my cheek, but at the last minute seemed to change his mind and brushed my lips ever so briefly with his. “Now get in there and give ’em hell.”

Well. I met Tara’s equally surprised gaze. I turned and walked into the gym in a daze.

We tried out in groups of three, going through our routine, sideline cheers—thanks to The Ultimate Guide to Cheerleading I now knew what these were—and tumbling in front of the group of judges consisting of the coach and upper classmen cheerleaders, including Veronica. I did well on the routine, messed up a bit on the cheers, but truly gave ’em hell with my tumbling. Being so small, I can really get some nice height on my backflips. As soon as my group finished we were allowed to leave. Yikes. It was only 3:30. I had five and a half hours to wait for the results. There was only one spot to be filled with a reserve of three going to the junior varsity squad. I had no plans to accept if I only made JV, since I didn’t want to be a cheerleader in the first place; I was only doing this to get close to Veronica. I kept trying to tell myself this.

I spent the intervening hours doing my homework, cleaning my room within an inch of its life, grooming Mr. Wickham within an inch of his life—he finally got disgusted with me and stalked away to curl up in a warm spot by the heating vent—and preparing a really nice dinner for my mom and grandmother. This is how they could tell how nervous I was: I rarely cook voluntarily. I also found myself going back over the ever-so-brief kiss Jack had given me before tryouts. Yeah, it was short, but it was on the lips.

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