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2. theoneandonly
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   August 20, 2010 9:14am UTC
   All I Ever Wanted
   Allayla
   Chapter 3:
   There I sat in class. All I could think of was tryouts after school. I wasn't looking forward to them. See, I'm not exactly the most up beat person in the world. Do I like making me parents happy? Sure, I do. Who wouldn't? But I don't normally go to this extent.
   "Allayla... Allayla? Excuse me? Miss. Trenton?"
   I jerked my head up and looked at the front of the class where Mr. Crolls was calling my name, "Yeah? Oh, sorry," I apologized.
   "I would appreciate it if you could pay more attention to my lesson instead of the doodles in your notebook..? That would be wonderful," Mr. Crolls said in his annoying teacher voice.
   "Sorry," I said once more.
   Finally, the bell rang. As I walked out the door and started turning the corner to walk down the hallway Tyler Daniels was coming from the same way and was not looking, therefor, bashing into me, making me drop all of my books and fall to the ground. Super.
   "Oh my God... I'm so sorry! Here, let me help you with this..." he kindly helped me pick up my books as I stood up to my feet.
   "Thanks.. But it's fine.." I said quietly.
   "Okay... But, really.. I am sorry. I just never look where I walk lately... I'll be more careful next time," he said was a small smile.
   "No really... It's fine! I'm fine. Look. No marks or anything. Just a little trip."
   "Alright," Tyler said, looking at me.
   I never really ever actually looked at Tyler. He was on the football team and in my grade. But I never really got a good look at him. He had really dark blond hair and beautiful brown eyes... He was definitely taller then me which was a total plus. His forearms were amazing and he most deff had a total six pack under that grey hoodie he was wearing. No doubt in my mind.
   "Well," he said, "I should probably get to class..."
   "Yeah... Me too," I started; but he was already gone.
   Wait, no. I wasn't going to start liking a guy just because he fell into me and made me drop my book in the hallway. That was so stupid.
   I would start liking a guy because we were friends and got to know each other.
   But, falling for people as easy to do as falling into people is.
   "Cheerleading tryouts are today after school in the gym at 3:30!! Be there people!! Show your school spirit!!" Jessica Winters yelled with her friends in the little uniforms and bows and all that jazz. Her bouncy blond hair and fake little smile made me want to punch a wall. What if I made the team and had to listen to her giving orders and telling me what my flaws were... I don't know what I'd do. But it would get my mom off my back. And get me some physical activity.
   Last period of the day started in three minutes and that was art. My favorite class.
   Art was my favorite class not only because I was good at it but because my teacher, Mrs. Brooks was super nice. And she was really the only teacher who understood me. She understood how I felt to not care about all the crap they taught us in school. She taught things that were unique. And most of her students never got the feeling put in their pieces that she was looking for. But I'm pretty sure I did almost 99 percent of the time because whenever she came around, she always looked proud when she went over my work.
   It felt good to know I was good at something.
   An hour later, class was over and I headed over to the bathrooms to change. I put on my black cotton shorts and my pink tank top. I pulled my brown hair up in a black hair tie and slipped my sneakers on and put my sandals in my bag.
   This should be fun.
   "Welcome girls!! Get ready to have some fun! Tryouts are going to be a blast, like they are every year," Jessica said in a very up beat voice that was making me wish I had brought a few things of advil with me.
   "Today, we're going to be working on simple jumps and simple cheers. Just the basics. And pretty much just going over what you know and what you can do. Tomorrow we'll be running the mile and we'll be doing the weighing and working on some more cheers. Everyone ready?! First, we're going to start by filling out this small form... Just explaining your name, date of birth, all the basics, yadda, yadda, yadda," Jessica finished.
   All the girls got up and walked to the table Jessica's little minions were sitting at with waiting forms for us all to fill out.
   As everyone was writing and looking intensely at their papers, I took some time to look around. There were a lot of girls there today. But the thing about Dillon was that, you weren't in the 'in crowed' unless you were on the football team or on the cheerleading team. That was just how things went around here. And everyone was so obsessed with popularity, that it was hard to get in either of those worlds.
   
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3. theoneandonly
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   August 18, 2010 4:48pm UTC
   All I Ever Wanted
   Chapter 2:
   Kelly
   "Allayla, come on. Get yourself out of bed! It is the first day of school and if you aren't ready to go by the time your father is walking out that door, you're gonna have to walk to school. He's already ready and he's not gonna be late. Now, let's go," I yelled for the fifth time.
   It felt like nothing I did could get my daughter out of bed. I just had this feeling that she was never happy with her life. She wasn't really ever excited for anything... She refused to try out for cheerleading. She hated going to the Friday night football games... She never hung out with friends. Never was really into guys or dating. Something was always off.
   "Let's go!!" I yelled again. And then finally gave up.
   If she was gonna be late and have to walk to school, not my problem. She definitely could be if she wanted.
   "Mom! Shut up! I'm getting out of bed! Give my a break!" Allayla yelled back.
   "Excuse me, young lady. But you will not talk to me like that. Try again."
   "Okay," she said in a sarcastically calm voice. "Mom, don't worry. I'm getting out of bed right now. Love you!!!"
   "I give up," I mumbled as I walked out of the room.
   I walked to the kitchen to put together a lunch for Allayla and Chris. As I started making the sandwich's, I heard Chris mumbling to himself in the living room.
   "Honey, do you need help with something in there?" I asked.
   "Yeah... I can't find my list of players..."
   He had just hosted tryouts yesterday and he already lost the list of kids who tried out. And let me tell you, that was a long list.
   "Oh. That's over on the counter next to the fruit bowl. Lord knows what it was doing over there... You should probably get more organized," I said.
   "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, Kelly. What would I do without you?" He asked with a smile on his face.
   "You would probably have to redo try outs," I said, shooting a smile back.
   As he walked by, he gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.
   "Is Allayla up, yet?" He asked, looking over at the clock.
   "Yeah. At least, I'm pretty sure... I woke her up like, an hour ago... But she wouldn't get out of bed.. I heard her walking around her room. So I'm gonna guess and say she's getting ready for school."
   "Okay. Well, we have to go soon. I have a big meeting today after school, so you're going to have to pick her up,"
   "Alright," I said. "Well, have fun at your meeting. Have a good day at work. What time will you be getting home for dinner? I was thinking we'd just have chicken..."
   "I'll probably not be getting home until around seven. We have to pick out players tonight at this meeting. Practice starts in a week. Allayla! Are you ready for school?!" Chris yelled down the hallway.
   "God, dad. Yes. Chill," She huffed as she walked into the kitchen. "Look, ya'll. I just wanted to apologize. For real. And my mom, I've been doing some thinking. Cheerleading tryouts are today after school... And I think I'm going to try out. It wouldn't be my first pick, but it'll give me something to do. And I was thinking, maybe I could make some friends or something. I don't know.. Never mind. That last part sounded stupid. Anyway... I'm pretty sure they end at five. So just pick me up around the front," She said as she grabbed an apple and started to turn to walk out the door. "Dad! You coming?"
   "Yeah, hun. I'll be right there. Bye. Love you. Have a good day," Chris said as he gave me one last kiss and walked out the front door.
   "You too baby!" I said in return, doubting he heard me.
   I was so happy at that moment, though, that I didn't care. My baby was going to be trying out for an actual school sport. All I ever wanted was for her to make some friends and join a team or a club of some sort and be happy.
   Allayla was a beautiful girl. Her hair was brown and long. It was beautiful wavy but also beautiful when she straightened it. It was thick and shiny. Her eyes were a beautiful bluish green color. She was about 5'5; a half inch taller then me. Her skin was pale but flawless and she had a perfect ski slope nose. She was gorgeous. She just needed to put herself out there more.
   I was aware that many of the young boys on the football team had asked Allayla out, but for some reason, she had a strict, no dating football players policy. And it got to the point where almost all of the players would ask her out, and she got so annoyed that Chris would have to make it a rule that they were not aloud to ask her out or even think about it. So the boys stopped and Allayla was content.
   As a mother, I worried about her. I wanted her to be happy and grow up with a lot of friends but it never seemed to be on her wish list. That's just always how it was with her.
   
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4. theoneandonly
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   August 18, 2010 3:50pm UTC
   All I Ever Wanted
   Chapter 1:
   Allayla
   "I'm not trying out for the cheerleading team," I said for the one hundredth time to my mom.
   "Oh, but honey, you know that it would make your father feel so proud to see you cheering him and his team on! Think about it, at least. For me? And your dad."
   "I already did think about it. And I have come to the conclusion that I'm not a peppy girl who wants to wear short skirts and do silly cheers. And I already do cheer his team on... Just a little more subtler then the girls on the team and I do it from the bleachers. Where I'm happy."
   She didn't seam to understand my point because she kept going on about how happy I would make everyone if I did this.
   "Hey!! I was on the cheerleading team for Dillon High School when I was your age and we did not do 'silly cheers'", she quoted me. " We worked VERY hard. And we really did do the team a favor... Which is something that I think you could do!"
   "Mom, you just need to understand that this is something I don't want to do. I don't really like the idea of football as it is... So why would I want to be on a team that cheers for the football players when I'm already forced to do that? I mean, you're lucky I even show up at these games. They drive me crazy," I argued.
   Keeping my temper calm around my parents was hard work. I was getting to that age where every thing they said to me made me want to vomit. I was fifteen and already ready to move out. You could not even imagine how badly I wanted to move out of Dillon. It was a small town that I wanted nothing to do with anymore. I was done with it.
   "Alright, Allayla. Do what you want... It was just a suggestion," she said as she walked into the living room.
   I sat down at the kitchen table and thought for a minute. school started in two days and I really wasn't looking forward to it. That also meant that football season was going to be starting again soon. School bored me. It was pretty easy. I was a straight A student. Classes weren't very hard. Tenth grade seemed to be going my way. I really didn't go out much so friends and guys never really distracted me. My plan wasn't really to pick up friends on the journey of my life. It was just to get through school. Get a good scholarship to a college outside of Texas and away from the people in Dillon, graduate, get a descent job, and have a family who won't be dragged into the world of football and small towns.
   That was all I ever wanted.
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5. theoneandonly
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   August 17, 2010 4:12am UTC
   All I Ever Wanted
   Chapter 1:
   "I'm not trying out for the cheerleading team," I said for the one hundredth time to my mom.
   "Oh, but honey, you know that it would make your father feel so proud to see you cheering him and his team on! Think about it, at least. For me? And your dad."
   "I already did think about it. And I have come to the conclusion that I'm not a peppy girl who wants to wear short skirts and do silly cheers. And I already do cheer his team on... Just a little more subtler then the girls on the team and I do it from the bleachers. Where I'm happy."
   She didn't seam to understand my point because she kept going on about how happy I would make everyone if I did this. "Hey!! I was on the cheerleading team for Dillon High School when I was your age and we did not do 'silly cheers'", she quoted me. " We worked VERY hard. And we really did do the team a favor... Which is something that I think you could do!"
   "Mom, you just need to understand that this is something I don't want to do. I don't really like the idea of football as it is... So why would I want to be on a team that cheers for the football players when I'm already forced to do that? I mean, you're lucky I even show up at these games. They drive me crazy," I argued. Keeping my temper calm around my parents was hard work. I was getting to that age where every thing they said to me made me want to vomit. I was fifteen and already ready to move out.
   You could not even imagine how badly I wanted to move out of Dillon. It was a small town that I wanted nothing to do with anymore. I was done with it.
   "Alright, Allayla. Do what you want... It was just a suggestion," she said as she walked into the living room.
   I sat down at the kitchen table and thought for a minute. school started in two days and I really wasn't looking forward to it. That also meant that football season was going to be starting again soon.
   School bored me. It was pretty easy. I was a straight A student. Classes weren't very hard. Tenth grade seemed to be going my way. I really didn't go out much so friends and guys never really distracted me. My plan wasn't really to pick up friends on the journey of my life. It was just to get through school. Get a good scholarship to a college outside of Texas and away from the people in Dillon, graduate, get a descent job, and have a family who won't be dragged into the world of football and small towns.
   That was all I ever wanted.
   
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6. theoneandonly
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   August 17, 2010 3:56am UTC
   All I Ever Wanted
   Prologue:
   I lived in a town in Texas called Dillon. My Dad was the football coach. He took his job very seriously. And when I say very seriously, I mean it. He took his players out to practice every day. After school at 3:30 to 5:30. On weekends it was 10 in the morning to 2 in the afternoon. It's an intense sport that Dillon took very seriously. Not only was it important to our town... But it was like a religion. And I hated it. I was only known as the coaches daughter. When he messed up a game and the team lost, I got kids and even faculty members asking questions about it as I walked down the halls and as I ate my lunch. Football isn't like, The Dallas Cowboys to the people in Texas. That's not what football is to these people. To these people, football is the school in the town where they live. During nights when there's a football game, the towns pretty much shut down for the day. It's like a ghost town if the school has a big game. Mostly the games took place on Fridays. Friday nights, the towns pretty much just shut down and everyone goes off to watch the football games. There's not a lot of amazing players, but there's a lot of pretty good guys who love the game and have fun even though the weather is above 100 degrees a lot of the time. It gives Texas something to brag about. My name is Allayla Trenton. I have one younger brother. His name is Peter. I know that all this talk about football may bore you a bit. But trust me; I'm getting to the good part.
   
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