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Chrissy breathes and then sprints, jumping head over feet six times before landing in a perfect split, arms above head, smile bright and joyful- like she wasn’t breathless and aching in fifteen places.
“Go Tigers” she screamed,
because that’s what cheerleaders do, give the applauds, not get. even when she showed off this impressive move at the big game, spectators would be there for the players, not little girls dancing around waving pompoms.
“Go Chrissy” Eddie Munson cheers, clapping from the side benches.
she hadn’t noticed before. “what are you doing here?”
“Skipping math. Its boring. But you, you’re awesome”.