Chapter 1 - cheer full

“You got pulled over again?! You need to be more careful!” Natalie scolded her foolhardy friend over the phone.

“Whatever! The policeman didn’t even give me a ticket!” Addison scoffed, paying little attention to her friend’s worries.

“What?! Did you cry your way out of it or something?” Natalie questioned, as she remembered an instance during her own life that she had sobbed her way out of receiving a speeding ticket.

“I didn’t even have to! I guess speeding isn’t a crime if you look drop dead gorgeous! Hahaha!” Addison laughed, while she remembered how distracted the police officer had been with her body. She had quickly straightened her lovely short blonde hair and arched her back to make her already generous c-cup cleavage pop to attention. The poor guy could barely stutter the warning he gave her before returning to his car to contemplate the good fortune he had to look upon the goddess Addison believed herself to be.

“Still. You shouldn’t drive so fast.” Natalie reminded her.

“Excuse me! I have places to be and I’m not going to drive like a grandma!” Addison sneered, as she looked both ways before running a stop sign on the empty summer campus.

“What’s that sound? Are you driving right now?!” Natalie muttered.

“I’m going to the gym. I gotta stay in sexy shape for cheerleading preseason on Monday!” Addison reminded her, as she noticed the gym parking lot in the distance.

“I thought you were living on campus this summer? Why aren’t you walking?” Natalie asked.

“Please. I don’t want to get all gross and sweaty before I get to the gym! You know there are other people on campus, right?” Addison explained, switching the hand she was holding her phone with.

“I don’t even know why I asked. How is the internship?” Natalie sighed. She realized complaining about her friend’s driving was going to get her nowhere.

“Over! I’ve got nothing to do until preseason!” Addison giggled, as she found a spot right near the main door of the gym. The parking lot was pretty empty so Addison had plenty of spaces to choose from.

“Staying in shape?” Natalie inquired.

“I’m always in shape!” Addison burst taking pride in her naturally appealing body, fast metabolism, and athletic gifts.

“Excited to see Benny?” Natalie asked hoping to finish up the conversation so she could haul her own body over to her hometown’s gym.

“Yesss! I miss my quarterback! He’s been texting me nonstop! Just think, if I make cheer captain this year then we’ll be like a couple from a movie or something! Haha!” Addison gushed at her own good fortune.

“Well, I can’t wait to see you! I’ll catch you at cheer practice on Monday!” Natalie enthusiastically responded.

“Love you too pretty lady! Buh-bye!” Addison grinned, as she hung up her cell phone threw it in her purse and opened the door of her yellow 1972 corvette stingray. Addison’s father was a car fanatic and spent most of his leisure time working on fixing up old luxury cars. Addison never really paid his hobby any interest until her friends started getting cars in high school. After much insistence, Addison convinced her father to paint his prized, red stingray, yellow and give it to her as her first car. Addison quickly fell in love with the powerful vehicle. Her father was content that he made his only child so happy.

Addison felt the summer heat as her luscious lean legs swung out of the car. She was wearing a revealing and stylish pair of light green running shorts that had some pretty black strips on the sides. The shorts contained her athletic butt and glimmered in the sunlight as Addison maneuvered her hourglass frame completely free of her shiny car. Stretching slightly, Addison adjusted her short white athletic tank top. It revealed her toned and sexy midriff and also drew attention to her generous breasts. Her blonde hair fell about to her shoulders and fluttered in the warm summer breeze. At 5’8 and 126lbs, Addison was everything society deemed attractive, and she loved to let people behold her perfection. It was one of the major reasons why she became a cheerleader.

As she entered the sparsely populated school gym, even her walk served to show off her impressive physique. Addison loved when the boys wearing muscle shirts would pause from their workout bench pressing to take a gander at her. For their trouble Addison swayed her hips side to side with each step so her perfectly toned bubble butt would shake in just the right way. Even the girls on the treadmills and the ones on the mats would stop to look at Addison’s ripe perfection. Whether by envy, jealousy, appreciation, or infatuation, even their stares filled Addison with glee. To be noticed by all and worshiped by most was enough to make Addison smile ear to ear on even her worst day.