Cheer Descriptive Writing

It’s a Saturday morning sometime in November, I get up with a bright, white smile on my face, and I stumble into the bathroom and start curling my hair in the bright hotel bathroom. It’s just a normal weekend for me, waking up, teasing my hair up real big, putting the, what I like to call, “clown makeup” on, putting on my beautiful uniform, which can best be described as a black crop top and a skirt, with silver jewels lining the dark mesh on the arm sleeves, “EXTREME” covering the chest of the top in green and purple and the swirls of green and purple on the skirt along with our logo, the tiki man, grabbing my cheer shoes, and rushing to the competition. Of course, I was late, like always. Tammy would give me the same lecture over and over,

but I still never seemed to be on time. She would always greet me with, “Caroline Develin, why are you late this time?” to which I would always reply with, “Looking like this takes time and effort Tammy,” as I would point to the way I look and flash a little smile. Which she would return the smile and laugh a little as she rushed me to my other teammates. Once everybody showed up looking fabulous as usual, we began our stretches and warm-ups, which are super important if we want to look our best. After we get done stretching our legs, backs, and arms, we go to the warm-up mats which are surrounded by cheer teams. I couldn’t keep my eyes off all the sparkly uniforms and the tough tricks, but I still had the mindset that my team was ten times better than the teams around us. I was confident in my team. We went through our warm-ups which consisted of back hand springs, back tucks, stunts, jumps, and dance. It was almost time to perform. We all started fixing our hair, applying more lipstick, and tightening our shoe laces, all the while my stomach started doing flips from nervousness. It finally got to that time. We were next. We gathered into a circle, we prayed for our team, and started walking towards the stage. The announcer called “Up next, EXTREME Tumble and Cheer!” As soon as I took that very first step onto the big blue mats, that’s when I flipped my switch. I strut my way to the middle of the mats with a smile on my big, bright red lips, and my teammates on my side.

The feeling of the cushiony floor, the big lights beating down and causing beads of sweat to form on my forehead, and the sound of our fans chanting for us somewhere in the abyss of people, got my adrenaline pumping. I think the worst part of competition day is that moment of anticipation, when everybody is quiet and we are waiting for the music to begin so we can show off all our hardwork and dedication. The music starts and we begin our routine. Flipping across the mat, throwing 110 pounds girl to the roof, jumping high, and hitting every motion sharp. Our fans screams of joy as we hit everything perfect keep our adrenaline going, not stopping until the ending pose. By the time the music finished and the routine was over, my heart was pounding, lips were hurting from smiling, and I had beads of sweat dripping all down my face(so much for that make-up). I jumped up and hugged the teammate closest to me and screamed, which could be barely heard from the roaring crowd. We killed that performance! I couldn’t be anymore prouder of the team I am lucky to call mine. We run off the mats, excited about our performance, straight to Tammy who held three pieces of paper, our score

sheets. Tammy read the score sheets off and I felt confident that my team I achieved our goals, and won first place. After watching some of our other competitors, awards rolled around. All the cheer teams gathered around on the blue mats and patiently waited for their ranking to be announced. The announcer finally got to the bracket named “senior level 4 small co-ed.” We grabbed each others hand and listened for the rankings. He called 16th all the way up to 3rd place and we hadn’t heard him announce our name yet. It was down to the last two rankings, which happened to be my team and our rivals, Legacy Tumble and Cheer. We sat anxiously with sweaty hands and nerves running through our body. The announcer called, “drum roll please…. in second place….. Legacy Tumble and Cheer!” I stood up along with my teammates and hugged them while jumping for joy! We had beat our rival and achieved first place!