COACH AND CHEERLEADER- 4
Tiana's POV
Gossip...
Throughout history, gossip has had a long arm stretching across every major dynasty and civilization finding its way into our modern-day world. We can all agree everyone in history participated in one way or the other in this activity; everyone except Jesus Christ but then even he got struck by the sharp blades of this cruel specter.
There are so many hubs where gossip lurks whispering orders to its foot soldiers. The mall. Spa. The salon. In book club meetings. After book club meetings. Most places you'd expect women to gather but none so formidable as Highschool.
High school, my friends, take the crown home every time.
Nothing spreads faster than gossip. In a race, fire would be fucked.
The next morning, I walked into school oblivious to the details of the latest gossip and how it involved me. I was too busy fantasizing about Coach Calton to notice the malicious stares and whispers.
Someone had even gone through the pain of artistically crafting graffiti across my locker. It read 'Dick Sucker' and I was a little impressed at the craftsmanship.
Still clueless as fuck, I shrugged going off to my first class. It must have been a mistake. Maybe Picasso there mixed up the lockers.
Another reason I was so occupied that morning was that I'd just been followed on I*******m by you-know-who (the dreamy Coach Calton). I was taking a tour of his profile carefully checking his pics while taking special care not to give an accidental like. That would be apocalyptic asf.
"Is it true?" Rebecca asked stepping in front of me.
She dyed her hair cotton-candy pink with a few blonde strands. Her crop top showed more than it covered highlighting her piercings. The rugged denim shorts completed her look. Rebecca Deandre.
"Is what true?" I asked dropping my phone.
She sighed a little disappointed at my response. "I knew there was something fucked up about the whole thing."
"What whole thing?" As much as I tried to keep the frustration out of my voice, it showed.
Rebecca pulled me to the corner away from prying eyes then she went on to tell me what the entire school was talking about. Wayne had gone bragging to his crew about how he had taken me out last night to this swell restaurant like a gent. According to the story, I'd been so impressed by this that I had taken him to the restaurant's alley and sucked his dick behind a dumpster.
Suddenly the graffiti made sense.
"And you're sure Wayne started it?"
"Positive," Rebecca smirked. "What you gonna do about it?"
Nice question. What was I going to do about it? Simple. I'll destroy the fucker.
Ignoring everyone and everything else, I walked down the hall going straight to the gym. The guys had a practice that morning. I'll end him quickly and effectively.
I burst into the gym like a wraith out of hell. The boys froze and they all turned to the entrance to see what the commotion was all about.
Coach Calton was there but I was too pissed off to care. I was furious.
"Wayne Tobeski." I snarled walking straight to where he sat with a towel around his neck.
The guys smirked giving each other the 'she's back for more' signal. Stupid immature group of fuckers I thought bitterly.
"Tiana. You lo-"
"Shut the fuck up, you weasel." I spat stopping right in front of him. "You don't get to say a word."
"Word is I sucked your dick for a meal?"
The whole gym was quiet now. Everyone watched. Rebecca had rallied half the school bringing them with her to the gym but I was hell-bent on destroying Wayne to notice.
"Best suck of my life." He said winking at me. The guys hooted to this.
A big mistake.
"Was rejection so hard on you that you had to make up that whack shit? I sucked you behind a dumpster? Really, dude. You couldn't even try to be creative."
"I'm Tiana Rogers. My family has so much pull and dough that it's almost silly. Yet your struggling fake-it-till-you-make-it ass chose to come for me?"
"Tia-" He tried to speak fumbling a little. Like I'd let him say a thing.
"I'm not done." I raised a hand. "Take a good look at me, Wayne. This fine ass body is way past what you can afford."
I stopped talking. My chest heaved as I tried to control my anger. Everyone around was pointing at an embarrassed Wayne while snickering.
"That's enough." Coach Calton's voice sounded serious. "Everyone out."
Rebecca and her followers slipped out in a cloud of laughter and amusement.
"You guys too. Practice is over for today." He signaled to the boys to leave and they did grumbling.
"To my office you two."
Fuck.
We walked to his office. It was my first time being inside his office. Everything was well organized on the table and the walls were framed with pictures of some famous athletes. On his table was a plaque with his name on it.
Coach Calton walked in, closed the door, and took his seat. He had a serious look and his eyes showed both disappointment and anger.
"As the authoritative figure present, I have to handle this." He sighed.
"Wayne." His tone made me flinch.
"You'll stay on the bench for three games. That should be enough time to think about what you did."
Wayne made a move to get up and go berserk but thought better about it and left instead.
Coach Calton turned to me. His eyes made me feel like I was under a powerful microscope. The softness I'd gotten used to was gone.
"Tiana." His voice was cold and hard.
I flinched.
"That was...something."
My eyes opened a crack from the sound of his voice. He sounded different than he had with Wayne. There was a softness to his tone.
Was he smiling?
I looked at him confused. I hadn't been expecting him to go easy on me.
"I wasn't expecting to see your scary side so early." He admitted getting up from his seat to take a position at the corner of the table.
"I could say the same thing."
Wait. Did that just come out flirtatious? Did I just flirt with Coach Calton? Maybe he didn't notice seeing as it was unintentional.
"Did you just flirt with me, Tiana Rogers?"
No. No. No.
You weren't. Tell him you weren't. It was a mistake. Let him know.
"Maybe." I heard myself saying.
Are you mad? Why would you say that. Oh no, my life is over.
He watched me for a while. I wasn't sure what was going to happen next but I knew I'd fucked up majorly.
The only thing that kept me from running out of the damned office was the mesmerizing pull of his blue eyes. Those blue eyes.
"Give me your phone." He held out his hand.
I stared dumbfounded. Did I hear correctly? "Huh?"
"Your phone."
I handed it over and he typed something before passing it back to me.
"Now you can text me. The whole i*******m scene isn't for me."
In my phone was his number. I was looking down at his number. I stared unable to believe it had really happened.
I got up to leave, still playing the whole thing in my head when he called out. "I think you're supposed to walk out looking like you were scolded."
He was right. If I walk out of his office smiling like a stupid fool it would start another gossip. I quickly put on my 'woebegone' expression as I walked out of the gym to the crowd cheering me on. I felt exactly the same way Jack must have felt when he climbed the beanstalk and slayed that giant.
That evening, I locked myself in my room thinking about what to text Coach Calton with. It had been hours since he'd given me his number but was it enough time. Just how long has it been?
Relax... Just relax
I took deep breaths and typed 'hi' but erased it for the seventieth time. This scene has happened in so many rom-com movies and I had laughed at the heroine for it but now that it was happening to me, it left a bitter taste at the tip of my tongue.
Hola Coach...
Why Hola? No, not good enough. I pressed to erase the message but slipped and hit send instead.
Oh fuck me! It popped delivered...seen
No...no...no
My heart lurched and hot tears burned my eyes. I pulled at my hair holding back a scream that would have scattered a siren's eardrums.
My phone showed he was typing.
Coach Calton was replying my message. It was like I was living out a dream.
His reply was taking forever and I had to check my connection to make sure service wasn't down.
I wasn't in the habit of eating my fingernails. I'd stopped it since I was a kid but my teeth found a finger and I nibbled nervously. I'd changed my position on the bed from lying to sitting up to squatting to standing and now I was pacing the room.
And then it came...
Tiana?
COACH AND CHEERLEADER- 5 Tiana's POV Tiana?Yeah...Okay. Saved.It had been two days since then and I hadn't gotten a text from him. We hadn't run into each other and now that I think about it, I admit to unconsciously avoiding him.Wayne had taken a huge hit after what happened in the gym. Most of the girls didn't want to be seen around him and even though he was still popular, he had gone down on the list.The weekend was coming and my Uncles were planning a family adventure thingy. They did that from time to time. It's a rich people thing.I didn't look or act it but my family was rich. Stupid rich. We're what you'd call old-money rich. My dad, Thomas Rogers was one of the sons of the oil tycoon Garrett Rogers or as I loved to call him, Grumps. He was grumpy to the whole world but somehow I only saw his sweet side.Uncle Keith and Marshall called to inform us about the plan. Mom was skeptical at first but she had to give the thumbs up.On Friday, with my bag packed, I kissed my
COACH AND CHEERLEADER- 6 Tiana's POV "Don't just stand there. Join us."Was he talking to me? It felt more like my imagination was playing tricks on me.He was talking to me. I knew he was talking to me because of the look in his eyes but my body betrayed me. Shock stiffened my bones.Calvin Myers. My celebrity crush Calvin Myers was inviting me to join him in a sex play. Holy shit!"You're missing all the fun darling." The girl said. I could tell from the way she sounded that she was comfortable having me in the room watching as a man grabbed her breasts.I took a breath and then willed myself to close the distance. They both watched me with interest.Sitting on the side of the bed, I shivered as the woman moved over to yank my shirt off. She unclasped my bra and blew a whistle when my breasts came into view. The look of lust in her eyes had an intimidating intensity."Take a look at those bad boys." She hooted.I felt a little self-conscious knowing she had a more perfectly symmet
COACH AND CHEERLEADER -7TIANA'S POVThe weekend was over. Calvin and Darcy had been considerate enough to take my apology and let the whole thing go.I'd kissed a model, sucked a renowned actor's dick all in one night, and I couldn't tell anyone about it. They made sure of it when I signed the document.The cheer team was having constant practices for a big game coming up. My stress level had gone from high to ducking insane and I knew I needed release before I cracked.Jessica was being a Queen bitch passing orders around and expecting us the girls to do all the working like a bunch of ants. Coach Calton hadn't texted me since the last time. It took constant control on my side to stop myself from hitting him up. Just say hi, see how he's doing. It's harmless, I tried to convince myself but I knew I was just being desperate. Letting my desperation show was game over. I couldn't let that happen.In my quest for finding release, I tried a couple of things. Food. Skydiving. Yoga. Mass
COACH AND CHEERLEADER- 8Tiana's POV Conquest.The need to conquer is part of the human nature. We mask it with nice polished rose-scented words explaining away what it really is. It's a hunger. A hunger to rise above those in the same level and topple those on top. It's a power-hungry dance and we all have to move to the music or get knocked over; accidentally or not.I was going topple the queen bitch, Jessica Newman. That was how I was going to get my much needed release. I had to be critical about my plans because even the slightest slip would bring everything coming down on my head.Jessica had been out for me from the first day I joined the club and it wasn't until the day I showed up late to practice that it became crystal clear. Her contempt had been sharp and lethal. Her downfall would be swift; effective. I spent the good part of the day thinking about what I was going to do. A direct attack would backfire on me. I had to do this like a pro.The first place I was going t
COACH AND CHEERLEADER - 9TIANA'S POV What? What?What the fuck?The words kept repeating in my head as Jessica's kiss went deeper. Her mouth was cool against mine. It was almost as if she had ice in her mouth. I pulled deeper into the cool pull of her mouth.Our tongues touched and moved against each other; a soft sensual dance. I knew I was wet. Every fiber of my being warned me to pull away while I still had the chance but I knew it was already a losing game.I hated how good she felt but I loved the feeling at the same time. It was how I imagined drugs would be, you don't want it but you just have to get it.A silent moan escaped from my mouth just as she moved to grab my tits. She took a squeeze, pulled away, and put her hands underneath the T-shirt to get a better feel. It was just what I wanted."Oh fuck." I gasped through almost clenched teeth.Her tongue was still violating my mouth which made it impossible to keep the word from coming out.I tried to take a moment to think
COACH AND CHEERLEADER - 10TIANA'S POV I had gone to war with my rival with one final resolve; to bring an end to her reign. I was going to destroy her through any means necessary but it was never my intention to kill her.It was a battle I admit and most battles led to bloodshed but this particular battle had to be an exception. It had to be clean but that had been a distant dream when I found Jessica motionless on my bed.The steady beep of the machine gave me hope she was still breathing and that I wasn't going to be charged with murder after all.I hated hospitals but it beats waiting in some jail cell. Once more I thanked my stars she was alive.My father had panicked too much to be concerned with how Jessica had gotten naked or why she was motionless on my bed. He hadn't even paid attention to the towels spread out or the cloth dropped at the edge of my bed. I'd gotten rid of the vibrator and dressed before screaming for help.The worse was over the next morning when Jessica re
COACH AND CHEERLEADER - 11 TIANA'S POV A million and one different scenarios played out in my head mostly the negative heartbreaky ones but what happened next was something I never expected.Coach Calton's mouth opened to mine and we kissed passionately. Deep and passionately.His hands hesitated before they moved around my body. The same body he had massaged minutes ago. The same body that had been yearning for his touch for what felt like an eternity.I'd imagined what kissing him would feel like but what I felt at that moment with his lips on mine exceeded it all. His lips were soft and they moved gently with my luscious full lips. The way he kissed me showed me without a shred of doubt that he needed me too. Desired me.I placed my arms on his full chest for support. Somehow it felt good even with his shirt on. How would it feel shirtless? My mind reeled at the possibility.Our lips slowed in their movement and parted enough for me to say, "Coach Ca-"He put his thumb to my lip
COACH AND CHEERLEADER - 11 TIANA'S POV (part One)Whenever I thought or heard about car sex, my mind subconsciously associated it with discomfort. I couldn't understand how people could fuck comfortably inside a place that was the same dimension as a matchbox. There were so many questions. So many things wrong with the maths. The sex had to be terrible. It just had to be!All that faded into nothing as I jumped on his cock riding him hard. We were both moaning and grunting. His cock filled me as I bounced on him.He had crushed his lips against mine ravaging my body with his firm hands."You're not wearing anything under, are you?" His voice was groggy with lust.I shook my head as he worked his zip and brought out his hard dick.Coach Calton's handsome face twisted with pleasure. My hips worked as I ground on him following the movement of his body. We synched in a wild hunger that consumed us.I hadn't taken off my dress. He grabbed my ass hitting his dick into me. The slapping soun