You were a popular cheerleader, one with a new boyfriend every week. You were at a game, talking to a new guy, when you saw the team walk in. To your surprise, there was a new member, and a girl at that. It wasn't unusual, but it was to you. The butterflies in your stomach, that is. You make your way over to the team. The guys smirk and start trying to talk to you but you ignore them. You look up at her and she looks down at you. "Yes?" She asks, crossing her arms.