You meet up with the girls and head in

“Aww man you guys better make sure you hide me cause I'm gonna be in so much trouble if Josh see’s me at a basketball game. I like never watch him play and he always cries about it, but then again he never comes to cheer comps so I don’t even care.” Stacey complains as the four of you walk into the basketball hall.

“Don’t worry I’m sure no one will care, besides if I remember correctly the last time you nearly got tangled up with the basketballers no one even noticed… well lucky for you I noticed.”

“Hang on what, when did this happen?”

“Oh come on Issy, you said you would stop telling people about that party.”

“Haha well Grace, imagine our lovely vice captain here at a party held by the captain of the basketball team. Chels and I took our eyes off her for literally 30 seconds and she and like 3 of the boys are on their way up the stairs to…What was it Stacey? ‘look at their tropical fish collection?’ It’s lucky some other slut was standing around so I pretty much just traded one drunk blonde for another. Otherwise this poor girl would not have been walking properly for weeks.” You regale Grace with the story of how you saved Stacey from the consequences of her drunken actions.

“Haha we need to start writing down these drunken Stacey stories, have you heard the one about how we found her naked and hiding in the pantry last year?”

“Oi fuck off Grace this isn’t gonna be pick on Stacey night. Remember at Alice’s last time, in the pool you dived into the pool and completely lost your bikini.”

You smile as you listen to Stacey and Grace trade stories. The basketball hall is a lot busier than you expected considering its only a trial game but university basketball is apparently a much bigger deal than you realised.

You stroll in as the teams are warming up and you hear a “Aye Bellz, look at you showin up.”

“Ah it was the least I could do after yesterdays exam. But I notice you guys already draw a bit of a crowd so I’m sure we’ll just blend right in.” You do your best to ignore the fact that just chatting with one of the players during their warm up is drawing some attention from the large group already in the hall.

“Ha, this group of lovely ladies, no way you’ll blend in. Anyway I better get to it otherwise my boys will be mad. See ya after we win.” Your eyes roll so hard you think your retina’s may detach as he delivers his pick up line and winks at Stacey before jogging back over to his team.

You hear a girlish giggle behind you and you just know Stacey is swooning, you also notice you’ve drawn the attention of a few grumpy looking ladies in the crowd. “Ugh don’t you lot start.” You mumble to yourself as you and the girls find a seat somewhere up the back.

The general ribbing of Stacey continues as she’s clearly proud of herself for drawing the wink of the star basketballer as the game begins. You have literally no idea about basketball so you find yourself cheering whenever one of the guys hit a basket. The referee blows his whistle a lot and it seems like the local crowd is getting pretty angry none more so than Grace.

“IT WAS A LEGAL SCREEN NO ONE DROPPED A SHOULDER HE’S ON HIS BACK CAUSE HE’S A PUSSY.” You all turn to look at Grace, faces shocked.

“What? I fucking hate watching soft refs. It’s a physical game if you want to just draw penalties all day go play soccer.”She’s clearly still mad but half the crowd has turned to look at her, and while you’re pretty confident most of them agree she seems a little embarrassed.

“Okay okay grumpy lets dial it back a little. I’m guessing you’re a bit of a fan.” You stand up and place your hand on her shoulder and gently encourage her to sit down and stop being stared at by other people.

“Yeah I played up until high school when I got screwed cause I’m short. I was actually considering coming to watch this myself cause I’d heard we got a bunch of new boys this year who are actually good. How do you know Tyrone anyway?”

“Haha being short must be rough and I just know him through some of my classes. I don't know exactly what he is studying but he has a fair bit of crossover with me in physiotherapy. So after being too short for basketball you went to cheerleading?”

“I'll have you know that we are more than just cheerleaders right girls?” She gets nods from Stacey and Chelsea. “While we do love cheerleading, I'm a purple belt in Brazilian jujitsu.” She looks proud of herself at that achievement.

“Isn't that the sport where two people sorta lie all over each other for a few minutes and it just looks like a couple of dudes spooning?”

You hear Chelsea scoff as Grace's face twists into a disgruntled look. “Fuck off spooning, it's wrestling except we learn to **** people out and break arms, legs and every other bone. I guarantee I could fold you like a pretzel.”

“Girl I'm like half a foot taller than you and probably way heavier, I'd crush you.” You aren't too familiar with jujistu but just from a comparison perspective Grace is fit but shes not exactly strong, she's got well defined legs but you can't get wrestled by legs...

Suddenly her grumpy look turns into a smile,“Oh well I guess we will have to see. Next week sometime before cheer training you can come down to our hall on the soft mats and I'll beat you into submission, then you can apologise.”

“I mean sure, I've never seen someone want to be squished so badly but alright let me know. Cause I-” Fearing the pair of you will keep at it you both get cut off by Chelsea.

“Anyway before you pair get carried away the boys are up by 15 going into half time.”

You both calm down as you watch the remaining minute or so of game before the halftime buzzer sounds. Unfortunately the other team hits a hits a couple of 3s and the guys only respond with two free throws so the margin goes down to 11 as the teams head off.

“So Stacey you mentioned that all of you have talents outside cheerleading what's yours?”

“I'm pretty boring I used to do a lot of gymnastics. So it pretty much converts to cheerleading. But I am learning how to play guitar, so that's pretty cool. I'm nailing smoke on the water and also learning the riff for bad to the bone. Pretty sure I'll be in a band once I retire from cheer.” Her face beams and you can tell shes proud of herself even if those riffs are fairly basic.

“That sounds pretty cool, how about you Chelsea, what's your talent?”

“Well umm it's not really a thing but I uhh.” She stumbles around for a while clearly not comfortable with what shes about to reveal.

“Oh my god, you big nerd I'll just come out and say it. She's a gamer. She plays league of legends and is on a team and everything. It was literally all she did before I dragged her out of her room in high school and pretty much **** her to sign up to cheerleading. Tell her what rank...”

“Yeah, I'm in grand master, its pretty much the level below a lot of the pro's. I don't want to quit uni or cheer to play so I just sit there. I'm also playing a lot of resident evil 8 at the moment so I'm also not trying all that hard. Resident evil is tough I'm stuck on it.” She seems a little distracted as she's talking and you turn around to look at what she's interested in.

“Ugh they brought their cheerleaders.” All three say at the same time.

The USC cheerleaders come out and perform a brief routine. It looks pretty good but nothing special. Each of the girls is very critical however.

“Hah. Their jumps are shit.”

“Yeah and did you see the bobble in their pyramid.”

“That new flyer they were talking about seems pretty alright though.”

“Yeah that's fair, her group's basket toss was probably the best of the lot, apparently she was a dancer or something so her flexibility is good and she's got good balance.”

You interrupt their discussion “Ladies can we slow it down please for the non cheerleader in the group.”

All three of them give you an eye roll. They take turns breaking down what they were talking about and it makes a bit of sense. “And finally the new flyer is the one standing over there sipping from the red drink bottle. We think she's actually not too bad, their team still sucks though and we will roll them come comp season.”

You look around trying to spot this person. “Red drink bottle red drink bottle... Oh fuck.” Your eyes practically bulge out of your head when you spot her. “That fucking slut is over at USC.” Even though you are a little distance away there's no way you'd mistake it, “Davina. Fucking. Jackson.”

Your blood boils just thinking about how she just disappeared all that time ago and oh how you'd like to get a little bit of ****. Unfortunately you're unprepared tonight but after taking several deep breaths, you decide to file this one away in the back of your mind. You and her would catch up you're sure of it but unfortunately not tonight.

Thankfully none of the girls notice your mini moment of crisis since Stacey just pulled out a very nondescript looking flask.

“Seriously I told you not to bring ****, we are on campus grounds we could get in so much trouble.”Chelsea is in the middle of scolding her and Grace as you re-enter the conversation.

“Ooo you gonna run and tell daddy on us or you gonna stop being a pussy and drink.” Stacey teases her as you watch her take another swig.

Taking the flask Grace informs you “Chelsea's dad is like real high up in the department of education, like he can call for inquires into universities and all that shit. He's a bit of a big deal and as a result it's fun to give shit to Chels” She takes a large drink, the 3rd quarter has started behind you but the **** has well and truly stolen the attention.

“Oh fine, give it here you bitches.” She takes a giant swig before passing it to you.

Despite your lack of experience with **** you ask no questions and take a small drink. The liquid you assume is vodka burns the back of your throat. It's stronger than anything you've ever had and you just want to spit it out. It takes all your willpower to **** it down and your struggle is very noticeable.

“Hahahahaha oh no poor big, tall tennis girl's gonna get drunk off one sip hahaha.” Grace and Stacey mock you pretending to cough and splutter as they drink more.

Chelsea also gives you a warm smile as she continues to drink. The upside to getting slightly drunk is now all three of the girls are getting into the basketball and by the end of the 3rd quarter Rone and his boys are up by 25 and the cheer girls are some of the loudest supporters in the stands. You notice your group getting the evil eye from another group of girls closer to the court and you assume that's the group of sluts all signing themselves up for the inevitable orgy that the team's house later tonight.

“Okay big softy we have had plenty it's time for you to have some more, there's not much left in the flask but you gotta finish it.” Stacey says as she forces the flask into your hand.

All three of them are piling on the peer pressure with their expectant looks.“ Okay fine but what the hell is this stuff, this burns worse than anything I've ever had.” You take another drink and fight your way through the burn. It's not like you're overly affected it just takes like ass... worse than ass, you've eaten ass and you'd choose ass any day.

“Not telling haha. WOOOOO go Hawks!”

You all continue cheering well into the final quarter at one point one of the guys even blows Stacey a kiss after he dunks on one of the other team's guys and she cheers loudly. As the **** starts to affect the girls a little more you notice a few more glances from Chelsea. It seems like whenever you stand up she takes a moment to glance at your ass before joining the rest of you in the cheering.

The final buzzer sounds and most of the crowd stands up to cheer as the Hawks blow out to a 44 point win.

“I actually really enjoyed this thanks for inviting me out guys, sadly I am gonna have to run though cause I've gotta drive out to visit my parents tomorrow and I can't be late.” Grace is the first person to tap out giving everyone a hug and kiss on the cheek as she heads off through the crowds.

“Umm yeah I probably should head off as well as much as I'm still feeling a buzz I'm pretty busy tomorrow too. Sorry guys.” Stacey also blows you both a kiss as she runs off.

You smile and wave as you think. “Perfect, now to make sure little miss gamer girl doesn't go anywhere.”

You look at her, “Don't tell me you're busy too?”

There's a bit of a wry smile as she pretends to be “Oh well you know there's things.... but I guess for you I can stay out a little longer.” She even adds a little giggle.

“Oh you sweet summer child...” you hold back actually saying that in favour of something a little more innocent. “ Umm, I don't even wanna go out or anything, you just wanna come back to my room and just chat? I feel like I've hung out with you a bunch but haven't really chatted much you know?”

“Sure, lets go.”