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Ever since I was accepted into Belinda, I could barely contain my excitement for this moment.

We arrived at the training center and entered the place, coming across several more cheerleaders. Everyone was already warming up, so the three of us gathered in a corner and did the same.

And I almost felt a muscle pull as I concentrated on what I was doing when my eyes fell on a pair of blondes who arrived afew minutes later. I knew them both, but I expected to see only one of them on the Venenum Cheer Team.

“Ouch!” I complained, pulling my leg that was on Emily's shoulders.

“What happened? Did I pull too much?” My roommate and teammate looked at me, worried.

“No...” I whispered , still unable to look away from the devilish mirage in front of me. “What isshedoing here?” I grumbled.

“Colleen Bryan?” Emily seemed confused.

“No, the other one.”

I knew Colleen was part of the team, she was older than me and had been on Belinda's team for longer. What I didn't expect was to see the worst person I had the displeasure of meeting.

I looked at my legs, hoping that if I didn't look at the girl, she would simply disappear like a mirage in the desert.

“Kendra Winfrey?” Troian appeared next to us. I got a little startled, but she didn't seem to care. “She joined the team last weekend, it was very last minute.”

“She's one of the greatest tumblers in the country...” Emily declared with some admiration and respect.

“She's a viper!” I declared in pure hatred.

“Well, at least I fit in with the team...” the smug voice came from behind me, forcing me to bite my lower lip. I didn't want to pay attention to Kendra, but I wasn't crazy enough to keep my back to her like a maniac running away from trouble.

I turned around, finding blue eyes as clear as a cloudless sky, the kind of sky that kisses the sea at the end of the horizon. They were piercing eyes, but that only made me hate her even more.

“Wow, did you get your spot through nepotism, or did you just write a check?” I questioned her.

“No, it was because of talent, unlike you, who is certainly Belinda Stone's charity quota this year.”

I took a step forward, but soon Colleen slipped between the two of us, pulling Kendra to her.

Colleen Bryan was Kendra's cousin and she, yes, I was expecting to meet, not the devilish blonde who was my personal enemy in every single way. I loathed her. I found her arrogant, petty, stuck-up, irritating, fake, sleazy and an asshole on a stratospheric level. And now, to my personal misfortune, we were on the same damn college cheerleading team.

“This has to be a joke...” I grumbled and walked, almost marching, to my bag, grabbing my bottle of water.

“Did you genuinely not know Kendra was on the team too?” Emily asked, as she stopped next to me.

“No, I had no idea.”

“That's all they talked about in the cheerleading bubble this weekend” Troian added.

I laughed irritably.

“I was too busy worrying about moving out of state to go to college, okay?!”

Emily shrugged.

“We all were, but even I knew she was accepted at the last minute.”

“Well, I'm the exception “I declared, putting an end to that stupid discussion.

Getting accepted into Belinda Stone at the last minute was my parents' fault.

Neither of them wanted me at that college when I had an acceptance letter to an Ivy League university, with a pristine resume. It was private warfare to convince them to give in and, in the end, I had to accept mommy dearest’s terms.