COACH NYLVESTER JUST CAME BY TO SEE ME.
BASICALLY I GOT MY ASS HANDED TO ME FOR BEING SICK. "J, SHE TOLD ME, "HEAD CHEERLEADERS DON'T GET SICK. IF YOU DO, YOU'RE WEAK. AND I DON'T HAVE ANY USE FOR WEAK CHEERLEADERS. YOU'RE MY CAPTAIN, AND YOU REMIND ME A LOT OF MY YOUNGER SELF, OF COURSE I AM THE BETTER VERSION OF US, BUT THAT'S ANOTHER STORY FOR ANOTHER TIME. THAT'S WHY IT PAINS ME TO KICK YOU OFF THE SQUAD."
AT FIRST I THOUGHT SHE WAS JUST JOKING WITH ME.
BUT A SECOND LATER I REALIZED SHE WAS DEAD SERIOUS. SHE REALLY DID THINK ME GETTING SICK WAS A SIGN OF WEAKNESS AND WAS NOT AMUSED I DIDN'T TAKE HER SERIOUSLY.
SHE TOLD ME ONCE AGAIN, I DARE NOT SHOW UP TO PRACTICE EVER AGAIN AND THEN LEFT.
SO..... I GUESS I'M NOT A CHEERLEADER ANYMORE.