Page 55 of Billionaires Don't Date Cheerleaders
Thank you to everyone who has kept me entertained but rescue has arrived!
Neeeeeeeil@neilhadley
Rescue?? From what??
Call Me Jude@judeturner
Being locked out of the school :((
Neeeeeeeil@neilhadley
HOW did you already get locked out
Call Me Jude@judeturner
BECAUSE I LOVE MY FANS
Neeeeeeeil@neilhadley
THAT’S NOT AN ANSWER
Sloane@its_sloane
He’s an idiot
By the time we were finished getting Jude’s student card, the lunch period had started, and the hallways were flooded with students. He grabbed my hand, loosely interlocking our fingers. When I looked at him questioningly, he said, “The hallway’s packed. I don’t want to lose you.”
A weak excuse, but I didn’t care enough to argue as I turned back around and led him back down the stairs to the first floor.
“Do you have another cheer meeting today?” Jude asked.
“Yeah,” I said. “But I doubt it will take long. Just confirming which uniform for the game this week and stuff like that.”
I was probably cutting it a little close by walking Jude all the way to the cafeteria, but it would have taken more time if I left him to get lost and then had to go find him again. As we got downstairs, I checked the time on my phone. I had to be at the meeting in a minute if I wanted to be on time.
I had a few texts from the cheer team, no doubt reminding us about the meeting. I think most of the girls—myself included—tended to forget that this group chat was actually supposed to be for team reminders, not just for us to chat amongst ourselves, which was why our coaches were in. However, I had no doubt that the coaches had the chat set to mute and only opened it on days like today.
Group name:Summerfield Cheer
Members:Sloane, Jess, Kelsey + 15 others
Coach Bee
Girls, don’t forget about the cheer meeting!
We’re still missing Sloane, Paige, Cate and Fiona
Fiona
I’m on my way!
Ummmmm did I just see Jude Turner holding hands with Sloane??
Sloane
No
My immediate answer was guaranteed to just make them suspicious, but there wasn’t much else I could do. I obviously couldn’t just say yes. Well, maybe I could. We’d been holding hands for a completely innocent reason, after all. If I just explained… Well, it was probably too late for that now that I’d already said no. And even if I hadn’t, who was to say they would have believed me anyway?
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