School bed time came too soon. I used the bathroom and brushed my teeth. Finding a spot where Miss Emilia was happy, seemed to be getting harder. Taking me longer each night. Lately, Miss Emily was telling mommy that no matter what position I laid in. She wasn't happy about it.

I drifted off to sleep eventually. Thanks to the program. It mostly was a restorative sleep. The uncertainty of a females pregnant body. Nothing is the same. Only getting up a 3:10 to use the bathroom. Then right back to bed.

Little over 3 hours later, my alarm went off. Breakfast was after a trip to the bathroom. As Emily grows I swear my bladder shrinks.

After a good breakfast. Which made Emily happy. I headed back to my room. Pulling out my Ridgemore Rangers cheer uniform. Laid it on my bed. Pulling out my uniform panties and sports bra, both in dark red. Slipping both on. My shell came next then my skirt.

I sat at my makeup table. Putting on the appropriate eye shadow, blush, and lip stick. Like all the other cheerleaders had to wear. Finally I brushed out my long hair, putting it up in a tight ponytail. Grabbing my shoes, socks and purse. I headed downstairs.

As I sat at the table I slipped on my shoes and socks. Lynn came down. I looked like a younger version of her. Hair, make up and uniform the same. However, my hair was just a little lighter than Lynn's was.

“Girls, you both look Beautiful. Let me get a picture of our two ladies.” Mom grabbed her phone and took a picture of us. “I have to send it to Dad.”

“Mom we need to go. We'll see you later.”

Me and Lynn headed out. We were quickly joined by Paige.

“Wow, you guys look cool.” She said.

Lynn went to her bus stop and me and Paige went to ours. While we waited we just gabbed like girls do.

We were joined by 4 other girls and a couple boys from our neighborhood. We all knew each other. None of us ever had a problem with the others. I saw Lynn's bus go by. Usually we see our bus turn onto Bennet about 4 blocks down. Nothing different today.

The bus pulled up and all of us piled in. Paige and I took our normal seat. About 4 rows from the back. The next stop we were joined by Riley and Whitley. Also somebody new. A boy, something about this kid reminded me of CJ. Someone starting to run with the wrong crowd. A bully, he came up making the littler kids next to us move.

Plopping down in the seat. He seemed older than us. Maybe he flunked or was held back.

“Hey, Sweetheart. Why don't you come over and cheer me up?” He ogled me.

While I thought about different ways I could take him down a notch or 4. “No thanks. I am fine right here.”

“What are you just wanting to be a cheerleader?”

“FYI, I am a member of the Ridgemore Varsity Cheer squad. I am also a member of the All American Cheer Team.”

“Either way you look fine in the short skirt. Lets see what is under it.” He reached over and tried to lift my skirt.

It only got about 6” from me and I slapped his hand away. “I don't think so.”

“What is your problem, You show off when you dance or what ever you do at games. Why not now?”

This time Paige pipped up. “We are young ladies and don't do such things.”

“You're just a couple of stuck up bitches.” He commented and slid over towards the window.

Softly, “What ever.” Paige and I giggled. We talked the rest of the way to school. Which wasn't that far.

As the bus pulled in the bus drive to drop us off. We knew to wait till the bus driver opened the door for us to move. The bully moved to sit on the edge of the seat ready to jump in line.

Once the others began exiting the bus. I grabbed my purse and stood ready to join the line. The bully tried it again to lift my skirt. This time in a flash. My left thumb and forefinger, clamped onto his right hand. I twisted it towards the outside of his body.

I just held it there for a moment. I told him. “This is only a sample of what I can do. I can protect myself if needed. I wouldn't try anything with me or any other girl. If you do and I will find out if you do. Things will not go to well with you. Got it.”

He nodded, I released his hand. I just casually walked off the bus. With my friends.

Once at the door to wait for the bell. Paige put her arm around me. “Girl, you really put him in his place.”

“I don't like bullies, and perverts. He was both.”

Just then the bell rang and we filed into the school and to our class. It was a normal day. I ate a normal lunch. Then headed to the playground for about 20 minutes until I had to be out front to get picked up. Me, Paige, and some others just hung around the monkey bars.

I notice the bully, Which I learned his name was Chad. Was talking to some other boys. It looked like he was telling them about what happened on the bus. He pointed at me. All the other guys with him started laughing. He kept pointing at me.

I just stared him down. I think I could win any staring contest. He must have gotten the hint. He stopped and headed to one of the slides. I held my stare while he moved. I didn't stop until he hid behind the slide. I checked the time and headed to the classroom. I just skipped down the hall. Stepping into Mrs. Gs room I grabbed my purse. On the way to the main entrance. Little miss Emilia told me.

“OH, No you don't Mommy. I am going to push on your bladder, so you have to go.”

So I stopped at the girls room as I left. Relieved I skipped the rest of the way to the front door. I stopped at the office to let them know I was going to the pep rally.

A minute or two later a white Ford Focus pulled up. It had Farmington School district on the door.

I skipped out to the curb and opened the door. An older lady was driving. “Allison?” I was asked.

“That is me.” got in, and buckled up.

On the way to the high school. The lady started, “Allison, I am Mrs. Burns. It seems like I will be picking you up for all the Football games. I have never heard of an elementary student being on a varsity team.”

“I was asked to join the Varsity squad by Mrs. Masterson. With me and my older sister having so much experience in cheering. That is why my sister was named captain of the squad. She is only a freshman.”

“Really, How much experience do you have?”

“7 years, the last two. Me and my sister have been on the All American Cheerleading team.”

“Wow, All American. Have you had any trouble with any other girls on the team, being you are an elementary student on the varsity team?”

“A couple are upset about it, but that was the coaches idea. In the case of cheer captain it is the girl with the most experience. That is why my sister got it. We are both dedicated to the sport. Mom says we eat and breath Cheer.”

“Have you looked into the future aspects as a cheerleader. Any careers in cheerleading?”

“Some of the girls that have been on the All American team have gone into management. The director of cheer operations for the Lions was on the All American team. Mrs. Styles. She is a friend of Mrs. Mastersons She was the one who got Mrs. Masterson into Cheer.”

“Here we are.” We pulled in front of the high school.

“Thank you, Mrs. Burns. Have a good day. I will see you next time.” I got out and headed to Mrs. Mastersons office. First I stopped at the office.

I had to stand on my tiptoes to see over the counter.

“How can I help you, Young lady.” I was asked by a lady with Mrs. Tate on the name plate.

“I am here for the Pep Rally. Allison Wilson, I am member of the Varsity Cheer squad.”

“Oh, Alright. Do you know where her office is?”

“Yes, Ma'am I do.”

“I will let her know you are on your way.”

“Thank you.” I headed toward the gym. Classes were still in session, so the halls were pretty much empty. I just walked down with my head held high. With not a care in the world. I did pass a couple kids out in the hall studying.

I said Hi as I passed. I heard the ruckus from the gym, as I got closer. At the first gym door. There was a major game of dodge ball going with the guys. I went in the second door. Which was the girls side. They were doing some gymnastics. 5 long mats were rolled out. There was a line at each one. Mrs. Masterson was with one set. Mrs. Vargas was at another. 3 student rounded out the rest, those three girls wore leotards they must be experienced in gymnastics. I would venture a guess.

I walked the edge of the gym to were Mrs. Masterson was. She must have noticed me, because she held out her hand for me to wait. I did as she asked.

She let a couple more girls do a tumbling pass. Then she came over to me.

“Good Morning, Allison. Just about perfect timing. Would you mind giving a demonstration would you.”

“Mrs. Masterson, I would be happy to.”

“Just a little of the run you did with your sister, last practice.”

“Sure,”

“OK, Girls. If you will gather around this mat.”Mrs. Masterson called. We waited for most of the class to stand by the mat.

“I want to introduce, Allison Wilson. As you can see. She is dressed as one of our varsity cheerleaders. The reason is that Allison is a member of the varsity squad. So the rumor mill is correct, Allison is in the 6th grade. She was asked to join after a unanimous decision by the 6 cheer coaches. Allison if you will demonstrate.”

I knew that was my clue to start my run. Do to space, I did only 2 back handsprings, finishing with a twisting axle. On the way back I started with a back tuck roll, into a full areal leg over. Again finishing with a twisting axle. All having my cheer smile on. About ¾ of the class cheered.

“Oh, the main reason that Allison and her sister, Lynn. Who was chosen for cheer captain. Were asked to join our cheer squad, both of them are on the prestigious All American Cheerleading Team. Where the best of the best cheerleaders from across the country.”

All the time after my run while Mrs. Masterson talked. I waited in ready position with my smile on.

“Thank you Allison for that demonstration. Girls you can hit the showers.”

The gaggle of girls headed to the locker room. I followed Mrs. Masterson to her office. Which was right next to the showers.

“Allison, you can wait here. I need to monitor the girls.”

“Thanks, Mrs. Masterson.” I sat in one of the chairs in her office.

The locker room had a dull roar to it. All the girls talking.

I heard a snap. Then, “ouch”

Mrs. Masterson call. “Angie, that is not what a towel is for.”

As I waited. I enjoyed the parade of naked girls coming and going from the shower. Maybe I am leaning towards liking girls.

I felt a dull pain in my belly. Miss Emilia gave me a kick. Turning my back to the parade. I talked softly to my daughter. “Miss Emily, I know you are their. Momma loves you.”

My stinker of a daughter, gave me a kick again. “Emilia Lauran Wilson, are you wanting to get in trouble again. I can put your grounding back up till you are 21 again. I can do that as I am your mother.”

Then a voice from behind me. “So, my niece is acting up again, Huh.” Turing to see Lynn standing at the door.

Nodding, “Yep, she sure is. Working on getting her grounding back up to 21, again.”

“Well, Mom and Dad are going to take her off of it. You know”

“Doesn't matter, I am her mother and what I say goes.”

“Well grandma and grandpa will argue that.” Lynn giggled.

“I know that, too.” I joined her in her giggles.