Anything You Can Do, I Can Do Better

princesssexci

Eternal Brat
Joined
May 5, 2008
Posts
28,480
Vivian walked down the halls of South Eastern University with a group of the other cheerleaders. She was the head cheerleader and why shouldn’t she be? She was probably one of the perkiest girls in the world. Sometimes, Viv got a little too perky like she was caffeinated every single moment of the dayl It amazed some of the other cheerleaders that she could even keep a boyfriend with her high energy. It might’ve been that she could do gymnastics so she was very flexible. She had long dark hair, caramel skin, dark brown eyes with a curvy body.

No, she wasn’t thin as a stick like many of the cheerleaders on the squad nor was she blonde. She was someone you probably wouldn’t expect to be the head cheerleader because many captains of the cheerleading squad were blonde. Vivian loved what she did though, cheerleading was her passion. It was also an added benefit that everyone in school loved them…well, almost everyone.

The gothic group had to be an exception. It kind of reminded her of highschool, the way the people in all black shunned the cheerleaders or acted like they were from some different planet; not that she or her squad treated them any differently. The Goths were treated like they had been touched by some lethal disease and if the South Eastern cheer squad went near them they’d be liable to catch it.

“Okay, so I’ll see you girls at practice. Remember we have to practice for nationals so I don’t want any one of you to be late, okay?” Vivian said, the girls grumbled and complained before finally agreeing. No one put in more work than Vivian did when it came to cheerleading.

Vivian walked into her dorm room to see her roommate packing up. “Ash, where ya heading?” Vivian asked.

“Oh, um..I’m transferring to a different college. You’ve been so busy lately I haven’t really been able to tell you.” Ashley cast Vivian an apologetic look just as her brother came in to grab Ashley’s stuff.

“No, hey I totally understand. You did leave your address right and I can facebook you.”

“Yeah, hey let me know how nationals goes, okay?” Ashley said before walking out of the dorm.

God, what else could go wrong today?
 
"Lood Dammit! I was told I would have a dorm room! I can't afford to live off campus anymore. I put my papers in early. I received a letter stating I had a room and now your telling me.."

"Look there's just not a room. I'm sorry that's why I'm giving you back your deposit!"

Josephine or Jo stared at the man before she reached across the counter grabbed him by his shirt and dragged him to her. "Look you pencil pushing pansy. Check your computer one more time or you will see me in a dark alley and no one will recognize your face." Jo stared at him with unblinking, cold, dead eyes.

The dick looked down tapped in his computer and blinked twice before gaping. "We have a room for you." Jo was so shocked she released. She wasn't expecting that and from the way the man was looking neither did he. But he printed the page, typed in her information, and booked the dorm room for her all less than 5 minutes. "Here!" He shoved the page into her hands and left before she could say didly.

Instead Jo turned and walked away. Once she was outside she looked around before looking at the page. She had a room. She had a place to sleep. It was the start of the new semester and she did it. She quickly hurried to her car where all her belongings were stashed and drove to her new room.

Jo grabbed some boxes, enough where she could barely see, and walked into the dorm. She found her room. She didn't have a key and had to knock. Hoping her roommate was there. The door opened and Jo couldn't see, but could hear. "Hey, I'm your new roomie. Hopefully we'll be pals." Jo walked in and seeing the uncluttered spot dump her things. She turned and her mouth drop. "No. Fucking. Way!"

Jo stared at Vivian instantly knowing who she was. Jo could see Vivian was staring at her. Jo was wearing a black vest, nothing underneath, but her perky breasts bunch together. She had on a pair of black pants that hugged and kiss her full bottom and long legs. She had a tattoo on her forearm, black heavy eyeliner, and long black hair that went to the middle of her back. She was your typical emo girl... if your emo girl was half black half white giving her creamy caramel skin. Like coffee with just a tad too much cream. If you looked at her you knew she was black girl and she just knew this bitch was going to make some racist comment. They always did.

"A cheerleader. I'm rooming with a bobble head. YaY. Fucking football groupies!" Jo stalked out of her room snatching the spare key that was laying on the empty side of the room. She went to her car and began hauling her shit in while thinking if she could scare the guy at the desk for another room.

http://www.layoutstar.com/images/allbackgrounds/bgs/upped/thumb/1242985727.gif
 
Vivian sat in her dorm room sulking. She couldn't believe her best friend had been transferred. She hadn't really been that busy had she? Vivian sighed and flopped on her bed, staring at the empty space on the other side. The bed no longer had sheets, Ashley's side of the room was bare. For the first time in long time, Vivian felt like crying and she never cried! It messed up her makeup. Taking a deep breath, Vivian relaxed herself.

"I'll be okay. Who knows, maybe my new roommate will be a really adorable freshman who is just begging to fit in." She said to herself right before the knock on her dorm room door began. She was shocked that the office had found someone so quickly but she wasn't someone to complain.

Rushing to the door, Vivian opened it up and plastered on a huge smile. "Of course! I make it one of the most important objectives to become very close with my room---"

Her sentence was cut off as one of the worst things that could ever happen to her had just happened. Her roommate was an emo, a fucking emo. Vivian had felt like her world had suddenly been hit by a meteorite. "Oh. my. god." She said at the same time the girl said, 'No.Fucking.Way.'

"I think I may have died and gone to.. oreo cookie emo gothic hell." She groaned. Had that bitch just insulted her? Yes, she had definitely insulted her. How in the fuck do you insult someone you hardly know?! Vivian growled and clenched her fists together. "Someone kill me now, please..."
 
Jo came back with the last of her things to hear Viv-vee-an begging to be killed. Jo kicked the door closed, "I'll be more than happy to oblige. Just need you to write out a suicide note." Jo said this was a cold expression and had the look that she would do it too. She sat her things down and began unpacking stuffing her shit into drawers or wherever she could place them.

All the while she kept glaring at Viv. "Yo, Viv, I'm gonna turn on some music." Jo turned on Disturbed and turned the knob so the music blasted. It was a great song and Jo hummed as she put sheets on her bed. She hoped just hoped the girl would say something, but pounding on her door made her stop her mental beat down of the perky, and hating to admit beautiful bitch. She opened the door ready to fight whomever about her music when she saw it was her friends. She turned down the music and let them in. 2 girl, Corin and Sam with Sam's boyfriend Ashley or Ash for short like he liked to be called.

"Come in."

They came in and stopped short seeing Viv. Corin turned to Jo. "What the fuck?"

"That's what I said."

"No fucking way," this time it was Sam.

"Again that's what I said."

Ash, "She is kinda cute though." This got him 3 murderous looks from the girls.

Sam immediately turned and pulled Ash through the door. "We gotta jet. We'll hit you up later. When your alone." Sam was pointedly looking at Vivian before they left as quickly as they came.

"Damn. Now my friends will never visit." Jo sprawled out on her bed, one arm thrown over her eyes. "You know. That outfit your wearing makes you look fat." Low blow, but it made her feel better.
 
Vivian cast Jo an evil glare as she offered to kill her. "I am NOT writing a suicide note." How had her life ended in such shambles? It must've been raining in hell or something because Vivian rooming with someone as distasteful and...sickeningly emo was not in her college life plans. Why didn't she stay in the Cheerleading dorms where the rooms were private? WHY? She'd had the chance but nooooooo she didn't want to be seperated from Ashley.

"Yo, Viv, I'm gonna turn on some music."

Music, yes! Music was a good thing. She liked music and since Jo was half black then maybe, just maybe she'd put on something tasteful like...Rihanna or Beyonce...or even Trey Songz. However, Vivian apparently didn't have such luck as metal rock blasted from her stereo.

"OH GOD! My ears, I think they are gonna bleed." Vivian whined, covering her eyes trying to block out the music. "TURN IT OFF!" She tried to scream over the music. It was too loud for Jo to hear and then suddenly, her door slammed shut. "Thank god..."

Vivian walked to her side of the room and pulled out a set list of cheers going over them heading off to practice. That's what she needed, practice. Cheerleading always made her happy so this would be the perfect medicine for her rapidly turned bitchy mood. She blamed emo girl for this.

Suddenly the door knocked and then two girls and a guy came in, two goth girls and a goth guy. "Oh god, my private sanctuary is being invaded by....by demon worshippers." She muttered as they sized her up. She could've sworn that she heard one of them say she was cute. Of course she was!

"Damn. Now my friends will never visit."

"Good." Vivian said, "the last thing I need is for my dorm room to become an....an emo gothic breeding ground or something!"

"You know. That outfit your wearing makes you look fat."


"Yeah, well your buddy seemed to think I looked...oh what were the words 'cute'. Besides, your clothes make you look like a sad reject from Twilight!"

Ohhh, that was good! Vivian flopped on her own bed and grabbed her ipod, then placed the headphones on her ears and blocked out the metal crap with R & B.
 
Last edited:
Jo sat up hadn't expected that. The girl had bite and before Jo could retort she was putting on her earphones and listening to her Ipod. Rich Bitch. Probably had all different color IPod to match her outfit. Jo glared. She wasn't jealous of rich bitches like that. She had to fight for everything and she knew that in the real world she was better than that screaming loon.

Jo smiled and slowly turned her music up until she saw Vivian start to frown. Jo than turned it a notch higher so her music would overpower Vivians. She started pulling out her books wondering why she didn't just head out. She knew she could find her friends, but making the little pom pom girl go insane was ...well .. fun.

Just as she was sure Vivian had enough Jo turned off her music. She went to the only mirror in the room, Vivian's, and started doing her makeup. She accentuated her eyes so they looked more squinty and added 3 black streaks at the corner of each each in mock Egyptian style. She applied a little blush to define her already hard cheek bones, and then started on her black lipstick. She sat down not realizing she was sitting her fat butt on Vivian.

Jo moved a cheek for Vivian to move before she continued on her make up ignoring most of the comments. She was going to go out to one of the clubs and would probably bring a guy back. "Hey, if there's a tie, sock, bra something on the door you know what that means right?" Jo turned to Vivian looking the girl up and down. "Yo Virgin Mary you do know what that means right?"
 
Vivian glared at Jo as she turned up the music and wait, was she smiling? She was enjoying this torture, wasn't she? She was enjoying torturing Vivian. Growling silently to herself, she turned the volume up on her Ipod, I Love The Way You Lie blasted in her ears. However, Jo kept turning up her music higher and higher. Eventually, the ghastly grunge music overpowered Eminem and Rihanna.

"Seriously? Have you ever heard of roommate etiquette? There is such a thing, ya know?" Vivian tried to yell over Jo's loud unbearable music. Jo ignored her and Vivian was thankful that her cheer practice was going to start soon which meant she should get ready. "Whatever." She mumbled to no one in particular because it didn't seem that Jo cared about what she thought.

God, she missed Ashley!

Vivian grabbed her gym bag which had her pom poms, got undressed and changed into her gym shorts and sports bra. After she had put on her sports bra, she turned just in time to see Jo walk in and do her makeup in her room, in front of her mirror.

Vivian wanted to scream, she'd never felt so much anger at one person before. "Oh my god, do you even know knocking means?" She asked, "Yes, I know what a bra, sock, or tie means! God, I'm not an idiot; not that I'd expect you to have any luck in that department." Jo ignored her and Vivian walked towards her mirror and bumped Jo out of the way slightly so that she could tie her hair in a ponytail.

"I've got cheer practice and then my friends and I are going out. So don't expect me back anytime soon and if you see one of my bras hanging on the door, please don't disturb." She grabbed her make up bag and then her club clothes. Tamara had talked about some new club that was opening up, her boyfriend had taken her there. All the cheerleaders had agreed to go after rehearsal.

"I'm out, see ya loser!" Vivian said, before heading off to the gym to practice some drills with her squad.

A few hours later, Vivian had changed in a short blue plaid skirt and a white tie up top which sort of resembled a schoolgirl outfit at Tamaras dorm after complaining profusely about her new roomate.

"Don't worry about it girl." Her blonde friend said. It was so amusing to see white girls act like they were black when they were around black people. "While we're out we'll find someone to distract you from such undopeness..." Tamara flipped her blonde hair behind her shoulder.

"Undopeness?" Vivian said, raising her eyebrow. "No, please don't talk like that Tammy, that really scares me."

She tied her white top in a know and walked out of the bathroom. "Hot." Tamara said, "There's no way you'll be ignored at this club."

Tamara, Vivian, and another girl from the cheerleading squad Kelly walked out of the dorm and drove to the club. This was just what Vivian needed to forgot about Jo.
 
The club was banging tonight. It was one of those mixed clubs that had multi level floors. One floor played Reggaton, another Hard Rock, andother Rap and R&B. This was how the club stayed alive and active for so many years as others came and went. This had all you could think of and want. Jo wouldn't have admit it to Vivian but she liked Rap and R&B. She was black and raised in the hood. She just hated the stereotypes and she truly liked the look of the emo style. Besides black looked good on her.

Jo went to the reggaton to section leaving her friends in the Rock section. She was dancing it up when some guy was challenging her. She stepped up and they were going at it. He was good, but Jo could hold her own. They stepped into eachother, sliding down one another, fake hitting one, or just outright dissing the others moods. Than he went into B Boy and Jo grinned. He did a windmill and ended it with some fancy footwork. Everyone exploded. Jo had (hate to use the cliche') been served.

Before everyone could move Jo went into her BBoy stance. Everyone screamed "What!" She was going to put this punk out of his memory quick. She did a few shuffles, than spun on her back, pushed up til she was spinning on her hands, the music paused. She kept spinning. The music paused again and she stopped. The music gave 3 beats and she held herself on one hand, dropped to her elbow, and posed on her elbow with her other hand in the air. The crowd exploded again.

The guy walked over to her, "That was some nice moves."

Jo smiled. "Yours was nicer."

They continued dancing and Jo got thirsty. She was telling Ol' boy she be right back, getting some water, when she bumped into someone. "My B, I didn't se..." Jo groaned. She had just ran into Vivian. "Fuck, me!"
 
Music blasted from the club. In all reality, it wasn't really THAT new. Vivian could remember sneaking in here when she was 17. Tammy had never been here until her boyfriend brought her here though. Viv walked to the bar and grabbed a margarita before heading to the rock level with her friends for a few minutes. There were some types of rock that Vivian could handle as long as it wasn't grunge music.

One of the guys from that level started majorly flirting with her too. He wasn't her type however, especially since the first thing he asked was if it was true that black girls were really more wild in bed then girls. God, she hated that typical stereotype. She didn't go talkin to a white guy asking if his cock was as big as a black guys.

Getting fed up, she headed back down to the R&B level but paused when she saw a dance off going on. That was interesting, she'd never actually seen a dance off mainly because since she was from the ghetto her parents didn't really allow her outside of the house unless it was to do something school related. Her parents didn't want the other kids in the community becoming a bad influence for Vivian. That was probably why she'd always had to bus to schools that were half away across from town.

Vivian watch and couldn't really see past the crowd and didn't notice that it was Jo who was dancing. All she saw was some totally wicked dancer out on the floor. Vivian, being a dancer herself was thoroughly impressed. However, when the crowd began descending she saw who the dancer was and cursed trying to disappear before Jo noticed her only to be shoved back bumping into someone.

"No, I'm sorry I didn't....uggggggh!"

Of all people to bump into. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in the rock level? Isn't that where the demon worshippers tend to hang out or have you decided to slum it?"
 
Jo stared at the girl wondering if hell was freezing over and the devil was having a good laugh at her. Jo glared at her. "I'm sorry the preppy rah rah club is two blocks down. I knew you cheerleaders were dumb, but not that dumb. Or are you lost looking for the lone football player you haven't fucked yet."

Jo pressed forward intentionally knocking her shoulder into Jo's as she walked by. She finally made it to the bar. "Water," the bartender looked like he rather give her something else, but when she didn't budge he gave her a bottle of water.

"Hey, baby." Jo turned to see a cute guy checking her. They chatted for a bit. She was actually liking him til he quoted Jadakiss ending with 'Hey ma, Are we fuckin or what?' Jo's eyes went dead and she stared at the wannabe thug. He looked at her waiting for the answer and Jo couldn't believe the balls on this ass.

"No."

The thug called her an uptight bitch and walked away. Jo shook her head to go to the rock level to see her friends. She decided she did want a beer after all. And another. And another. And another.
 
Vivian stared at her with a shocked look, ‘rah rah group’. How dare she? This bitch was acting like she was Britney Spears or something. “Yeah, well the wiccans called, they want their clothes back.” She snapped before storming off to find Kelly and Tammy. It was time to go, it was definitely time to go. She didn’t want to risk bumping into Jo again. Storming up to the rock level, she found Kelly and Tamara, already drunk.

“Come on girls, lets go. This place is lame.” Vivian lied, she kept glancing behind her to make sure that Jo wasn’t around. “I wanna go home.”

“Ohh come oooon, miss tight ass.” Kelly said, her voice slurred from the beers she’d had. “Have a little fun. We’ll shtart back on cheer training tomorrow, no more beersh for a whoooooooooooooooole year or…whenever the nationals are.”

Tammy just giggled in response before ordering a round of vodka and limes. “LETS DO BODY SHOTS!!” she said in a high pitched voice, one of the guys heard and was instantly at their table, chatting it up with them. Great, just fucking great. “I don’t want to do body shots I want to---“ Kelly poured some vodka down Vivians throat, making her nearly choke. The liquid caused her body to go on fire. Sighing, she relented and took a seat next to Tammy.

“Fine, we’ll stay but only an hour longer okay? “

“WHOO!!” both girls cheered, happily getting drunk. Vivian stopped a waitress, “Hey, can I get a shot of vodka?” she said, she was definitely going to need the alcohol. Once the waitress brought her a vodka, she began taking shots over and over again. Soon the body shots started and a crowd of people surrounded their table ready for their turn.
 
Jo was on her 5th beer feeling really good. She was watching her friends dance. She never understood how you could dance to rock. There wasn't a true beat. Especially if the beat was a guitar. And definitely when they went into a guitar riff. The most she could do was rock back and forth and she wasn't going to do that on the dance floor. Or head bang. Or mosh pit. She would break someone's nose.

Suddenly she heard shouts and she glanced over only to groan. Dammit, the rah rah girls were getting loud and cheering. Couldn't they do that shit just at games? Did they really have to cheer at a dance club too. Who cheers at dance clubs? Jo stood up and slowly made her way to the table. They were doing shots and screaming like idiots.

"Fuckin pathetic. The bobbleheads are at it again." Her friends came over to see what was going on. Seeing Vivian they walked away trying to pull Jo with them. "You know what a synonym for cheerleader is," Jo asked Sam who was frowning at Jo. Jo never drank and she never go drunk.

"Slut!" Jo laughed and Sam shook her head before pulling her away again. "You hear that. Sluts. How many football players did you fuck? Trick question. The whole team!" Jo was laughing again and finally let Sam pull her away a few steps.
 
Vivian groaned as her friends were making total idiots of themselves. This is why she had told them no alcohol until after nationals. One, alcohol was useless calories a.k.a it made you fat!!! She was going to have to make sure this didn't happen again. Back to what was happening, at the moment she had some really hot guy sucking tequila off of her neck and getting ready to pour tequila down her breasts...

"You know what a synonym for cheerleader is,"


Until that familiar voice yelling over the music interrupted the moment. Jo was drunk and not only that trying to embarass Vivian and her friends.


"Slut!"

It did not help that suddenly she felt the cool liquid run down her top and the random guy stuck a lime between her breasts and then pushed his head in between them. No, it didn't exactly make her look like the exact opposite of what Jo was saying. It also didn't help that she was kinda tipsy at the moment due to the tequila she'd been drinking.

"You hear that. Sluts. How many football players did you fuck? Trick question. The whole team!"

That was it! Vivian pushed the guy away from her and glared at Jo. "What's wrong Jo, angry that you probably couldn't get fucked if you begged a guy?" Vivian sneered, "Jealous much? I bet you none of the guys would be willing to do body shots on you. Honestly, what the fuck is your problem bitch? Is it suddenly against the law for girls to go out and have fun?"
 
Jo had turned around and was walking away when Vivian exploded. Jo stiffened and Sam was urgently trying to stop Jo from fighting. Jo couldn't hear Sam, just Vivian screaming and insulting her. The table went quiet as Jo turned around slowly to face Vivian. She calmly although a little wobbly walked up to her. The table sepearting them.

"If I wanted dick I could get it. I just don't have to sleep with every guy to feel daddy's love." Jo looked Vivian up and down. "Or look like a streetwalker." Jo sneered. She was really starting to hate Vivian. Everything about her. Everything she represented. Jo hadn't been poor growing up, but she had lived in the streets. She had to be tough to survive espeically with her desired choice of clothing. She just hated how this cunt kept bringing it to her face of what she didn't or could never have.

"You know what my problem is? You rah rah hoochies are everywhere. I can't go anywhere without running into you fish smelling, rich bitches. Why don't you stay in your little country clubs and tea parties." Jo snorted. "Cheerleaders. Anyone can be a cheerleader. Just a bunch of skanks jumping up and down, doing a few flips, before fucking behind the bleachers."

The table stayed quiet and everyone looked to Vivian. She could feel the tension in the air. Everyone thought they were going to fight and she could see two bouncers slowly closing in on them on the side. They could argue all they want, but as soon as a fist or slap was thrown both their asses would be kicked out or worse. Hauled off to jail.
 
Vivian closed her eyes as she tried to cool her temper. She would not let this loser get the better of her. She wasn't rich and had never grown up in a rich family. However, Vivian wasn't about to admit that to little miss bitch and was not about to let herself look soft in front of her friends and a group full of people.

"Cheerleaders. Anyone can be a cheerleader. Just a bunch of skanks jumping up and down, doing a few flips, before fucking behind the bleachers."

Her eyes snapped open. "You really think it's THAT easy do you? To be a cheerleader?" not to mention black she silently added. This girl had no clue of the problems she'd gotten since her freshman year. Every time they had a cheer competition the other teams would look at her team with disgust because their cheer captain was a bbw, beautiful black woman and not a blue-eyed blonde haired doe.

"I bet you couldn't last one day, let alone a week as a cheerleader. Try-outs always start at the 2nd week of the beginning of the school year and we don't just let anyone, no strike that...I don't let anyone onto my squad. It takes a certain amount of skill to be a cheerleader, not just jumping around and squealing like an idiot. Then again, I'm sure an emo wouldn't know anything about how a real cheerleader brings it."
 
Jo glared at Vivian. "Uh, yeah. It's that easy. Little girls are cheerleaders. And not a whole change from 6 year old doing cheers to 18 year olds. At least professional atheletes get better over the year. Do your cheers even change over the time?" Jo jutted her hip and gave Vivian a droll look. Seriously cheerleaders were all the same. They were all dumb, they fucked anything, and they got to wear short skirts. Jo wasn't sure why anyone wanted to be one.

"Oh my god. Are we remaking 'Bring it on'?" Jo asked in laughter. Though she still rose to the bait. "You're looking at a gymnast before I quit." She had too. Being black when her hormones kicked in she had too much body weight or breasts. It was either starve herself to stay at weight literally going aneroxic or quit. She quit. "So I think I can do some simple flips. Like I said any moron can be a cheerleader."

Jo sighed as her friend Sam was yelling at them to leave. "Look. I just have to prove that anyone including an EMO could be a cheerleader. That'll shut the bobble head up." Jo stared at Vivian. "No cutting me for anything stupid. It has to be legit. If I make the team you rah rah groupies admit this shit is easy and anyone can do that. Than you shut the fuck up and move out of my room." Jo smiled. She had no intentions of losing so she kept upping the ante. "That is unless your scared."
 
"Uh, yeah. It's that easy. Little girls are cheerleaders. And not a whole change from 6 year old doing cheers to 18 year olds. At least professional atheletes get better over the year. Do your cheers even change over the time? "

"Viv, lets gooooo...." Tammy whined, still drunk her voice was slurred but the blonde tugged on Vivian's arm. Vivian seriously hated it when people stereotyped her, that was one of the reasons she wanted to be head cheerleader. You couldn't stereotype a black girl who was head cheerleader. That broke all the stereo-typical rules...at least, Vivan used to think that; then she met Jo.

"God, do you seriously think I'm that lame to use cheers that would only suffice a 13 year old. Puhlease!" Vivian said, rolling her eyes and ignoring Tammy. Kelly was fumbling with her fingers looking nervous that the girls might get kicked out of the club.

Vivian slowly smiled as Jo fussed at her friend.

"Look. I just have to prove that anyone including an EMO could be a cheerleader. That'll shut the bobble head up."

"As if that'll happen." Kelly muttered. Kelly and Tammy high fived one another as if that had been the best come back line in the world.

"No cutting me for anything stupid. It has to be legit. If I make the team you rah rah groupies admit this shit is easy and anyone can do that. Than you shut the fuck up and move out of my room."


"Deal." Vivian said, though she despised how Jo easily called the dorm room, her room. She'd only been staying there for a few hours and suddenly it had been her room? Vivian had stayed in the dorm room since her freshman year. "Try-outs are Tuesday at 12. I expect all who want to try out to be on time. The later you walk in, the worse the routine will be...not just for you, but for everyone who tries out. So please do have a heart and be on time." Finally, she turned to Kelly and Tammy who were grinning like cheshire cats.

"Lets go, girls. This club is officially lame." Vivian walked out of the club without another word to Jo. That night she had to think of some new cheers for try outs, well newer than the ones she had.
 
Jo gave Vivian another droll stare when she asked if Jo thought she was that lame to use the cheers middle schoolers did. of course Jo did. They all sounded the same to her. They all did the same moves. Nothing changed. They were no better just girls wearing skimpier and skimpier outfits when the rest of the school was banned from even wearing too wide leg pair of jeans.

Jo blinked not really expecting the whole double mint twins to agree, but once they did she smirked. She even said she was going to give Jo a fair chance. Jo didn't believe that shit at all. Than Vivian had to try and be all sweet and honorable and Jo meerly rolled her eyes. "Whatever." Jo watched Vivian walk away and the table cleared. The two bouncers went back to their stations.

"What the fuck, Jo? You wanna be a cheerleader now?"

"What?! No. I just wanted to prove that wannabe white bitch that she isn't so high up. Plus she'll move out once she's wrong and you can room with me. It's a win win."

Sam didn't look convinced. Plus she hadn't told Jo she was going to get an apartment with Ash. It didn't matter. Sam figured Jo would wash out and things will go back to normal. Jo was thinking the exact opposite and knew she had to find a place a crash. She had to get sobered and quick.
 
"What the hell Viv?" Tammy asked as Vivian stormed down the steps of the rock level. Vivian was fuming while going through cheers through her mind. On campus, Vivian had been known as the cheerleading drill sergeant but obviously emo girl didn't know that. She took things pretty damn seriously when it came to cheerleading.

"You don't seriously want her on the squad do you?" Kelly asked

Vivian whirled around as soon as they got outside, "Of course not! Of course, if she actually makes it on the team, I have to let her on. I can't like not let her on because we don't like her. It's part of the deal. However..." Vivian smiled secretly, "she can't just back out once she gets on the team. I mean, there are girls who are just...dying to be part of Flames, if she can't take it seriously then she can't try out."

Both girls giggled and nodded, "Sounds good."

"But wait!" Tammy interjected, "If she wins, won't you have to like find a new place to stay?"

"Come on, do you really think she's going to want to actually be part of a cheerleading squad? No. She'll bolt as soon as she realizes that once she tries out and has to stay on the team, if she makes it. "

"if she doesn't bolt..."

"I'll create some new routines, it's no big deal. I've got this." Vivian said when they arrived on campus, went to a party where they spent a few hours. Vivian found a really hot guy whom she'd already slept with and invited him to her room, making sure to hang her pink bra on the door. Her and her football player friend with benefit were extremely loud just to piss jo off when she got home. If Jo wanted to hear a slut, Vivian would show her a slut.
 
Sam was being a bitch as such her and Ash left for his dorm. Corin and Jo walked slowly back to campus. She had left her car not wanting to pay for parking and now knowing that was a good decision as she was partially drunk. Corin and her were joking about cheering and screaming stupid cheers. They didn't make sense, but it didn't matter.

Jo waved goodbye to Corin as the two girls split each waiting for the other to get to their dorm, since their dorms faced eachother. Then they walked inside and towards their dorm room. Before Jo got to her room she heard someone fucking really loud. The girl was obviously a screamer and worse sounded like she wasn't anywhere near done. Jo groaned thinking how hard it'll be to sleep with that shit.

Jo was at her room staring at the pink bra. The screaming was even louder out here. Jo felt revoltion as she realized that skanky bitch screaming her lungs out was her roommate. Worse she had the bra on the door signaling she was fucking and to stay out. Though Jo had her key she wasn't going into that. Then she slowly smiled.

Jo walked in turned on the light, walked to her hidden stash, and sat on her bed. It took them awhile to realize Jo was watching and worse eating candy at the pair like watching a movie. "This is good. Don't mind me, though can you turn a little more to the right. I want to see you ram that ho. Fuck her good." Hell, Jo was going to watch. Emo Jo.
 
Vivian wasn't expecting the door to open up so when it did, Vivian was shocked as hell but that didn't stop. In fact, she hoped to god that Jo was so grossed out that she rushed out of the dorm room as Billy rammed his cock into her sopping wet pussy. Instead, what she heard caught her by surprise.

"This is good. Don't mind me, though can you turn a little more to the right. I want to see you ram that ho. Fuck her good."

You have got to be kidding me! Vivian thought, what was she a lesbian or something? And the end result was Billy did just as Jo asked, "Shit, babe your new roomie is pretty kinky." He said in between grunts. "Wanna join in babe or just watch? Either way it's still hot!"

Vivian had to quietly remind herself not to show a look of disgust over and over. Please say no, please say no, please say no. Luckily, it was hard not to show a look of disgust with Billy's hand grabbing her tits and squeezing them and he continued to thrust in and out of her. "Or you can t-take a picture it lasts longer..." was the best retort she could give while being fucked along with a " didn't know you were interested in...mmm...watching 'rah rah' girls being fucked...am I that...fuuuckin sexy to you Jo?"

(Sorry its so short)
 
They were going to keep going?! At first Jo was pissed off. Didn't they hear her, but hearing the guy's words Jo could only laugh softly to herself. Than it got hot. Like watching a porn. Jo could feel herself getting wet and she actually thought about joining. Jo caught Viv's look and she was sure Viv didn't want Jo anymore than Jo wanted her. "No, I'll watch. This is the best porn ever. Can you lean up and just thrust into her with your cock? Yeah, oh fuck yeah!"

Jo was really getting turned on and the fact he was listening to her direction. Maybe Jo should major in film and become a porn director. This was fucking hot. Jo stared at the guy's dick and it was really pretty nice size. Jo snapped at Viv's suggestion. "Great idea. I have a camera..." Jo went into her junk drawer and pulled out her camera. She put it on video and started filming.

"Thanks Viv. Whenever I or any of my friends want to view this we can. Besides your dude here has a great big dick. King Kong Ding-a-long and I want to see more of it. Long strokes baby. You're getting me wet." Jo watched them fuck getting more and more into it. She would have her camera zoom in to see Billy's dick slide in and out of Viv's wet pussy. Jo stared at that pussy for a long time. Watching him fuck her was really making her rethink the whole not joining.
 
This was not happening, it could not be happening! Didn't she know what it meant when a bra was on the door. It meant that she was having sex and to LEAVE, not come join the party and video tape it. Oh god, Vivian felt like she was dying and going to hell right then and there. It certainly didn't help that Billy was listening to emo bitch either and giving her nice long strokes while leaning up.

"Ohh shiiiiit...." Vivian squealed, her eyes fluttering. If she lost the bet, it would actually be perfect because then she wouldn't have to worry about Jo walking in on moments like this. Then Billy did the unthinkable, "Hey, can I get a copy of that tape?"

The first angry emotion on Vivian's face was displayed. She glared at Billy, what an ass, what a big fucking ass. This was the last time she ever...Vivian smiled evily to herself and began whimpering clenching her pussy around his cock. "Oh fuck, ohhhh yea...fuck shiiiit oh god, Shit billy I'm gonna ohh yea, yeah.......shiiiiiiiiiit ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

Faking her orgasm, she pushed him off of her "I hope it was as good for you as it was for me." She smiled sweetly at Billy who clearly hadn't cum yet and would have a case of blue balls as she slipped her robe on. "Bye bye now. I'm sure my oh so sweet roomie will send you a copy of the tape later."

"But babe--"

"OUT!" Vivian snapped, pushing the jock out of the dorm room and slamming the door shut. She turned to Jo, "Give me the tape."
 
This was good. So freaking good. Jo was getting hot and she didn't have to sit out in the hall waiting for screaming bitch to finish. Actually Jo noticed that Viv wasn't truly a screamer. The girl had quieted down a lot since she came into the room. Was that screaming all for Jo? Jo smiled actually feeling pleased. That even in the midst of sex Viv was thinking of her.

Jo laughed at Billy's request. "Sure. Hit me up on Facebook." Jo zoomed in on Viv's face hoping to capture sexual passion. Instead it looked like she was pissed. Jo was confused and zoomed closer and what she captured was even funnier. She was faking it. It was plain on her face with her eyes full of fire. Jo laughed and zoomed out to see Billy trying to give it to her so she would cum. Too bad Viv pushed out from under him and ordered him out.

Jo laughed some more, hit stop, and stared at her camera. Viv demanded the tape and Jo laughed even harder. "What tape? It's on my camera. In the memory." She turned in her bed to the wall and hit replay on the camera watching the scene. It was hot and then it ended hillariously. It was great. "Goodnight Viv. We have an early day tomorrow."
 
Vivian woke up early the next morning bright and early, pumped for try outs. She was so ready to kick the noobs ass and take names. She had woken up earlier than Jo, thank god because after the night before she didn't want to face Jo. She had been drunk which could explain her behavior. Too much tequila + anger equaled a very naughty Vivian apparently; not to mention her head was pounding. She made sure to add stopping at a local starbucks before heading to the gym where the tryouts would be held at 10 that morning.

She slipped into her cheer uniform which was red, white, with the schools letters embroidered in Silver. The letters were actually red. Vivian walked into Starbucks and ordered some cappucino then headed to the gym. Today was it, today was the day she and Jo settled the score. Before heading to bed, the night before she had ran through drills. Her cousin who was a Dallas cheerleader often sent her past routines that the DC's never did anymore so that their routines wouldn't be lame.

It was half past nine when Tammy, Kelly, and Ashley walked into the gym. Vivian had set up the stereo. Some of the freshman and sophmores had started piling and sitting on the bleachers. Jo had yet to show. Vivian glanced over at Tammy, Kelly, and Ashley. Tammy who was co-captain smirked. "She probably won't even show."

Vivian doubted that though, she had a feeling that Jo wasn't the sort of girl who would say something like, 'we have a big day tomorrow' and then not show. Besides, it was only 9:40. She still had time, either way it didn't matter to Vivian. If she didn't show then Vivian wouldn't have to worry about finding a new place to stay. She'd seen Jo dance and that was total cheerleader material.
 
Last edited:
Back
Top