Page 54 of Bad for Me

“Let’s go!”

Even without their uniforms, the girls were perfectly in sync, lining up in four rows and grinding their hips to the beat. Hip-hop wasn’t my kind of music, but the way they moved, hitting each beat in perfect synchronicity, left me hypnotized.

Ice Ice, Babypulsed through the speakers, and I watched as Coach Kelly barked orders at them, her arms raised in instruction.

I stared, unable to help myself. Not like she’d notice—she was too busy orchestrating over twenty cheerleaders.

“Yes! Hit…hit…hit! Lindsay, speed it up a little, you missed that last beat!”

Her voice was masculine, deeper than most females I knew. I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees and placing my chin in my hands, listening.

“Go, hit…hit…yes, you got this! Remember what we talked about this summer!”

I had my curiosity dialed in on high, and once I invested in something, I fixated on it...and I was certainly invested in this scene.

Slowly, I brought my bottom lip into my mouth, nibbling gently as I watched Coach Kelly clap and pace, her eyes focused on the routine.

That’s what it was, right?Hercreation,Herinstructions.Herteam.

I could barely make friends, and this woman was out here on a college campus puppeteering cheerleaders with nothing but a whistle and a firm hand.

Fuck, it is so hot.

Leaning back on the bleacher behind me, I relaxed, imagining what it would be like to be on the team.

I manifested what I wanted to happen in my mind, envisioning myself in perfect step with the others, Coach Kelly praising me when I did a good job.

Smiling, I closed my eyes, and my nipples pebbled at the thought of her telling me what a good job I did.

I fixed my eyes on her once again, appreciating the generous curve of her tits that led to a gracefully long abdomen and even longer, toned legs. To see her stretched out and naked… Preferably on the floor of my bedroom.

And it was then I knew I wanted to be on Coach Kelly’s team—no, Ineededto be on her team.

3

FREAKSHOW

Two weekslater

Mary

“I made pancakes and eggs, Mare. Come sit and eat. You’re always in such a rush to get to class early…I miss you.”

“I don’t have time, Ma. I’m meeting up with Harper this morning so we can go for a run.”

“Harper? Who is that?”

“Liv’s friend, remember? I told you this already. You should get some rest before your shift tonight.” I kissed the top of her graying head, slinging my backpack over my shoulder and trying to ignore the small pang of guilt I felt inside my chest. I hadn’t seen my mom at all lately, between her late shifts and my early mornings, there wasn’t any time. Pushing the feeling down, I tried to focus more on my own goals rather than hers.

“Ok, maybe we can do a movie night on my day off?”

“Sure thing!” I called, letting the heavy wooden door close behind me.

* * *

Harper waitedfor me near student housing, and it was only a twenty-minute walk from our little farmhouse on the outskirts of the campus.

Liv was my second cousin; our mothers grew up together in Vermont and remained close until mom had her accident.

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