𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 || 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐄

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𝙰𝚄𝙶𝚄𝚂𝚃 𝟸𝟸, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟸

IN ELEVENTH GRADE IN HIGH school, maeve joined the cheerleading squad. it's no secret that in high school, the cheerleader's uniforms are most of the time the tightest. due to the tightness, of maeve's uniform, which was a skirt that stop just above mid thigh, white long sleeve turtle neck body suit, topped with a dark blue and white uniform shell top, and her classic white cheerleading shoes

once she joined the cheerleading squad, she began to gain the attention of certain boys, either the football boys, the 11th grade boys, and even the 12th graders. but to maeve, none of them mattered. especially seeing as they only wanted her because of her figure, due to her uniform showing off too much skin

but there was only one boy she truly cared about, the quarterback, dean salvatore. dean and maeve have known each other since middle school. in the beginning of ninth grade, dean joined the football team. truth be told, dean was the best quarterback, seattle high school has ever seen. dean salvatore rose to the top, he was considered one of the popular boys

despite his popularity, dean never left behind maeve. he never treated her differently, never ignored her, never felt embarrassed or never had to put up a front when speaking to her. truth be told, dean salvatore has had a crush on the girl ever since middle school. it wasn't until their twelfth year, that dean finally got the courage to ask the girl
out

maeve was leaning her back on her locker, as dean had his right hand pressed up against the locker, close to maeve's face "be my girl" dean said to her with a sly smirk

maeve batted her eyelashes before glancing up at him "dean" she smiles

"maeve" he smiled back in the same tone. causing her smile to stretch before she glanced down to the floor  "come on sweetheart" he uses his free hand to place it just under her chin, so he could lift it softly to connect their eyes "be my girl" he states again

maeve felt butterflies everywhere, his piercing blue eyes starring right into her green ones, a smirk tugged on his face "we're friends" she smiled as she pushed his hand away from her chin

"i don't want to be friends" he says as he leans closer to her face, just inches away "i already have enough friends" he said softly. maeve slowly leaning in, before dean placed his free hand on the back of her neck, bringing her lips to his. maeve didn't hesitate in returning the kiss

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