The beginning

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third person•
Hello, I see your reading this story and I'm going to be the third person as you see in the name. Now reading here. Y/n which means your name. You have two parents and 4 friends. You go to High School, you are a smart girl, meanwhile cheering





Now with the story.






Your POV
School, ugh school! I have go to school and it's sucks ass.






Mom:"Y/n time for school!"
You:"I'm coming!"








You head downstairs and got in the car and your mom drove you to car and you saw your friends and walked over to them. You had your cheer clothes on since you have a game day.






Zack:"yolo"
Pule:"I can't believe that"
Emily:"You should've put that in that answer. Not that."
Nemanja:"Well I don't know"
You:"what is it?"
Zack:"Hey"
You:"Hi. I hate this right now. We have a game and I have a lot of homework and I finish it. So I'm so tired"
Zack:"I told you, you should've not"
Pule:"You guys heard there a guy walking around the whole street. People said that he going to do something"
Nemanja:"Bet he will but I don't think so. I think it fake"
Zack:"it is"
You:"what?"
Emily:"That there a-"







•The bell rings•







You guys were heading to class. You walked to your class and you felt someone was watching you. So you turn around and saw nobody. You just forget about it









Teacher:"Sit down kids!"
Student:"You heard that there a guy watching schools"
Teacher:"That's fake!"
You:"Yeah"
Student:"Yeah"




Class end.





You headed to more classes and they finish.














You got in the bus. You guys were laughing and the cheer coach told you guys to be quiet. You and the other cheerleaders were laughing. Making jokes. You guys cheer for the Football team and you guys won the game.




Cheer coach:"Y/n, I know that your birthday coming up and I have a present for you. It's next week right?"
You:"Yes!"





You head to your house and you felt eyes on you. You didn't care at all. You went into your house and you shower and did some homework. You fall asleep.








































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