PART 5
"Initiation"
I stood outside the girls' change room. It was time for the final phase of Cheerleader initiation. If I passed, I'd be on the squad. Things work differently now than they did for the past three years. It used to be, you'd audition by performing a routine and then the cheerleading captain would evaluate whether or not she wanted you on the squad. The old captain, who has since graduated, was a total bitch. She only let her friends, or relatives of existing members join the squad. This is why, for the past three years, I've tried to get on the squad, and failed each time. But now, in my last year of high school, I decided to give it one last shot. I was 18 now. And "be on the cheerleading squad" was one of the things I wanted to do before I turned 19 and went off to college. This was my last chance. And, so far, things aren't looking too good. While I was waiting, I'd seen no less than nine girls leave the change room in tears. It seemed like none of them had made the squad.
"Next! Vivian... Eckhart!" came the new cheerleading captain's voice from beyond the closed door.
I took a deep steadying breath and prepared to step forward.
"Come on, Viv," I said to myself, "We've come this far. You can't back down now."
I took the step and pushed the door open. I heard the door creak as it closed behind me, but I was too afraid to care. It was pitch black inside the locker rooms. The lights were off. I tried to reach for the light switch, but as I did so, I felt someone grab my arms. They pulled them behind my back and tied them together. Then I felt something get placed over my head. It was soft... Maybe a pillowcase? Whatever it was, I still couldn't see. But I heard the subtle click of the light switch, which told me that someone had turned the lights off so that I could be tied up and blindfolded more easily.
"Hey Viv!" said a familiar voice.
"Monica!?" I asked.
"Yup. It's me!" said Monica.
Monica, my cousin, is the one who convinced me to try out for the squad one last time. She's four months older than me, and has been on the team since sophomore year.
"What's going on?" I asked.
"Don't worry, this is all part of the new initiation," said Monica, "Well, I wish I could stay and chat, but, I've got study date with Mars."
"You tied me up and now you're going to leave me here alone!?" I asked.
"No, you're not alone, the captain is here too. Just stay calm, okay? She won't hurt you." said Monica. I could hear her walk past me and open the door. Her footsteps started to get fainter and fainter until she was gone.
"So, you're the last girl, are you?" said the captain. The cheerleading captain, Hailey Klassen, was Monica's best friend. They both made the team in their sophomore year and have been on the team ever since. "Caucasian, brunette, 5'5, green eyes, B average," said Hailey, "Does that sound right?"
"Y-Yeah?" I said, not really sure why she needed to know that.
"I love brunettes... I wish I was one. But instead, I got stuck with blonde," sighed Hailey, "Brunettes always seem to have the most amazing bodies. Not to mention they know how to have the most fun."
"I-I always thought it was the blondes who were like that." I said.
"Well, I guess it is, unless you are a blonde, like me." said Hailey.
"So what do I have to do get on the team?" I said.
"Have sex." said Hailey, simply.
"WHAT!?" I gasped, completely outraged.
"Not with a guy," said Hailey, "With me..."
"What do you--" I said.
"I'm a lesbian... When I was put in charge of these auditions, I thought, there's no better place to find beautiful, shapely girls than the potential cheerleaders." said Hailey.
"I-I d-don't really..." I stuttered.
"Hey, if you don't want to then you're free to go. You can still make the team, you just won't be a shoe-in." said Hailey.
"I don't know about this," I said, "I'm a virgin, and I've never really done anything like this before. It's tempting, but oh, I just, I justβ
Suddenly, I felt Hailey slip her tongue into my mouth. Although it scared me at first, the gentleness of it seemed to calm me down. She was very gentle, and her tongue tasted kind of sweet. It felt interesting. Soon, Hailey started to caress my tongue with hers, and even though I wasn't sure whether I wanted to go through with it or not, for some reason, I didn't try to stop her. It was almost like I wanted to do it, but didn't want to admit it.
"Not bad for a first time." said Hailey, taking her tongue out of my mouth.
"Let me know if you want to stop." said Hailey.
"Will I still be a--" I began.
"Virgin? Technically, yes." said Hailey, finishing my question. She reached down and untied my arms, then pulled my shirt off over my blindfolded head, leaving my hair kind of messy. "Wow." She gasped, carefully running a finger up my stomach.
Instead of unhooking my bra like I expected her too, she kept drawing an oval with her finger, until finally she went down to my waist. She slipped the finger under the waistband of my cheerleading skirt and playfully started tugging it down until it slipped down past my legs. I stepped out of it absent-mindedly. Now I was standing before Hailey, in nothing more than my bra and panties. There was a brief period of silence during which it was clear to me Hailey was checking me out. "You're so amazing..." she whispered, coming closer to me whisper into my ear, nibbling the lobe a little as she did so.
"Are you going to take this blindfold off?" I asked.
"Do you really want it off?" said Hailey.
"Otherwise I can't see what you're doing to me." I moaned.
"It'll come off eventually sweetie... Right now, let me do all the work." said Hailey, leading me forward. Now we seemed to be in the largest part of the change room. Hailey laid me down on the bench in what was probably the middle of the room. "Just relax and try to enjoy yourself," she murmured, "Let me know if I'm hurting you, okay?"
"Um... Okay?" I muttered, not really sure I liked the sound of that.
Hailey sat me upright momentarily, I felt one finger run along the small of my back before my bra suddenly unhooked. She could do that one finger thing like a guy! Automatically, I slid the bra the rest of the way off as if Hailey had put a spell on me. "Those are so beautiful." She sighed, gently rubbing them.
I was definitely not the chestiest girl in school, but my 34-Bs are quite misleading. They're extremely perky, which makes them seem bigger. "I've never had anyone... Touch them before." I said.
"There's a first time for everything." said Hailey, squeezing them together.