again.
Alyssa knew something was wrong as soon as she walked into her second period class. Usually she would be greeted by the girls from her squad and guys from the team, but no one acknowledged her. None of them even spared her a glance. She heard one girl laughing and turned to look. It was Katie giggling away as she doodled Alyssa in a lip lock with a rattlesnake. Anger boiled in her veins, but she made herself take her seat.
“Just get through today,” she sighed silently.
The morning passed painfully slow and lunch was an agonizing event. Alyssa had attempted to sit with the girls at lunch, but every time she tried to sit her lunch tray down an object appeared in her way. In the end she threw away the untouched food and spent the rest of her lunch period crying in a bathroom stall.
Alyssa managed to make it through her afternoon classes without breaking down in tears again, but that wasn't saying much. For the first time in her life she was dreading cheer practice. Usually, she took refuge in being with her squad, but everything had suddenly changed. She wasn't their leader anymore, somehow she was their enemy.
Alyssa's hands shook as she walked to her locker. She felt heavy and depressed, but tried to keep her school spirit smile plastered to her face. Her smile turned to a frown and then a grimace when she arrived at her locker. Someone had written the word “TRAITOR” in big black letters across the locker's red surface.
She had to bite her lip hard to keep from crying. A few snickers came from those closest to her and Alyssa clinched her hands into tight fists at her sides. She took a deep breath and put in her locker combination. Alyssa opened the locker carefully, making sure to stand back, because she didn't trust that the vandalism didn't go farther than tagging the locker.
A sigh of relief escaped her lips when she found that her belongings were safe and undamaged. She placed her books inside and slammed it shut. Alyssa power walked to her squad coach's office, because she wanted a chance to talk to Mrs. Bowens before the rest of the girls. She was being branded a traitor for reporting a crime against the school and it pissed her off.
With each step Alyssa became more determined. When she arrived at Mrs. Bowens's office, the older woman greeted her with a frown.
“I need to speak with you, Alyssa,” she said.
Alyssa sat down across from her and took a deep breath. The tone in the older woman's voice didn't bode well for her, and she knew it. Alyssa could already feel everything she had worked for slipped through her fingers.
“Some of the girls say they have reason to believe that you helped vandalize the field and only called the cops when you became afraid you would be arrested,” Mrs. Bowens said.
“That's ridiculous, I love that filed! It's my second home,” Alyssa said feeling outraged.
“I don't think you were involved, but I do think the rumors will damage school spirit. You will retain your title, as head of the squad, Alyssa, but I'm sitting you out of the cheering next game. I can't help it, Alyssa, I won't have this damaging school spirit, too many futures are on the line,” the coach said.
“What about my future?” she asked, “What about me?”
“You'll be fine, Alyssa, this is only high school,” Mrs. Bowens sighed, “You'll get more academic scholarships.”
“You think I'm not going to cheer at the university?” Alyssa asked.
A feeling of betrayal bit into her belly and she feared that she would once again dissolve into tears.
“This scandal may damage your reputation, dear,” Mrs. Bowens frowned.
“This isn't fair! I didn't do anything wrong!” Alyssa snapped.
“Sometimes things aren't fair, but you have to make the best of them. You should have known dating a boy from the Rattlesnakes would have consequences, Alyssa,” the coach sighed.
She opened her mouth to say that she wasn't dating Jake, but then remembered what she had