Chapitre 21: 'I had plans anyway.'

"Higher jumps, keep those arms tight!" Maya's voice rang out with authority, eyes sharp, missing nothing as she scrutinized the team's every move.

Cheerleading practice was in full swing, the gym echoing with rhythmic chants and synchronized movements of the squad.

Maya was the epitome of a classic cheerleader: beautiful, confident, and undeniably charismatic, something she was very much aware of. Often using her charm and good looks to glide through situations that might have posed challenges to others, she hardly had to worry about not getting her way.

Even though she hadn't always been the brightest academically, she had a sharp wit and an instinctive understanding of people, knowing just how to navigate social situations to her advantage.

"Liv! Just who's choreography are you doing?!" She snapped, spotting another error in one of the member's routine.