Chapter 17

The first football game of the season. The first cheer leading show of the season.

After school finished that Thursday, we all headed to the locker rooms. We all paused to give the guys a good luck make out, then went to get ready. The game started at four thirty. The cheerleaders were meeting at three fifty for stretching, prepping, and maybe a run through.

I headed to my locker, and dropped my bags down next to it. I spun the dial, put in my combination, and grabbed a towel. I headed to the showers for a quick rinse off.

Brit was in there too.

"Hey," I said.

"Hey."

"Nervous?"

"Why would I not be?"

"Don't know. But let's try not to worry. We have a show to give, and our boys to cheer for," I gave her a sly grin, and she couldn't help laughing.

I rinsed off the lather of soap, and then dried off, and headed back to my locker. I skipped the lotion, and started my "stay dry" technique. Tons of deodorant and powder to keep those normally sweaty places dry during the whole game. Then I put on my outfit.

Our school colors are blue and white. I have the pleated, blue and white, tiny cheer leading skirt. Then the perfect sports bra underneath the perfect blue and white shirt. A thick tank top that was blue and white. On the front, right under my boobs, there was an "x". It looked exactly like the tops in "Bring It On" to say the least. It had the same "x," and high cut. They were awesome. I slipped on my white puma ankle socks, and then laced up my white and blue Adidas sneakers. We were required to wear them for cheer leading.

I grabbed my brush, hairspray, a couple ponytail holders, makeup bag, and headed into the bathroom/sink section, where there were tons of mirrors and other people getting ready.

I put my hair in a high ponytail like everyone else, and made sure it would not come out. I put it up first with a white ponytail holder, then used a blue one to make it tighter and fasten in the white and blue ribbons Lucy, Stephanie, and Vicky were passing around. I used some scissors to curl the ends of the ribbon, and then tied a cute bow.

The makeup was next, overdoing it was key, unless you wanted to look really washed out to those people in the back of the stands.

My hand was shaking so badly that I could hardly do my eyeliner. I hurried to my locker, and grabbed a Balance Bar out of the box on the bottom. I tour off a bite, and stuffed it in my mouth before I went back to my makeup. I was either hungry or nervous, and whenever either happened, I ate.

Charlotte appeared beside me, looking great as usual. She sparkled.

"Here," she hurried, grabbing my arm. She ran the tube of body glitter over it, my other arm, chest, stomach, and a bit on each leg. "You can rub it in."

I was going to laugh, but she looked too serious. "Okay. Is Brittany ready?"

She shot me a look, "Of course," she said a little too loudly.

She jerked her head in the direction of the lockers.

"What's going on?" I asked, following her.

"Brit has her period," the six letter word every girl dreaded.

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah."

"Where is she now?"

"Hanging out in the bathroom."

"Does she have anything?"

"All she has is pads, do you have anything else?"

"Of course, I keep some on supply in my gym bag."

"Oh my gosh, you are my savior Soph."

I grinned and shrugged, "I know."

"Oh come on," she teased.

I handed her the small wrapped cylinder, and she hurried off.

I headed back into the bathroom to finish getting ready.

The three of us appeared, showered, deodorized, dressed, brushed, made up, and everything in between. The three of us looked in the mirror. I noticed that the uniform fit me perfectly, hugging in the right places, and revealing in the right places.

Brit put a hand in the middle, and Char and I put in ours, then our other hands.