Sarah was stunned. She just got rejected for cheerleading? She was the head cheerleader! At least, she was.
And now what was she supposed to do? She was...at the bottom of the school's social status...rejected for the JV cheerleading squad...She wondered what other torture would be heaped on her.
But why do I care so much? Sarah asked herself. This wasn't her life, yet she felt absolutely crushed at what Stacy had said. She ducked into the girl's bathroom and locked herself in one of the stalls.
I am Sarah McMillan...Head Cheerleader...I'm like the Queen of this school. I'm not a loser, she told herself silently. Tears streaming down her face that she couldn't control.
"Sarah?" a voice called. "I saw you come in here..."
