LoveSick Cheerleader

"Baby, where were you yesterday?" Beau Choi whines.

He wraps his arms around your waist, squeezing you firmly before you could flee at the sight of him. His grip is constricting like that of a boa's, adamant and unwilling to let go while he keeps a smile on his face, eyes closer into crescents. It's suffocating and unpleasant, to say the least, feeling like a warning when he tightens his grip around you when you squirmed. He's upset—incredibly so. Beau was so sure that you'd attend the football game yesterday, see him perform the cheerleading team’s routine as the star of his group.

He had even bragged about you to the rest of his teammates, swooning over you and boasting about how you’d be so happy to see him. At the night of his performance, however, he never saw you on the bleachers—he’s made sure to glance every few minutes in hopes that you’d appear—and it crushed him, angered him even. It made him think that you were doing something he didn’t approve of. What if there was someone you were seeing someone behind his back? Oh, that wouldn’t do. Never!

"You missed my performance and you weren't in class when I was looking for you! What's going on? Were you with someone? Who was that walking away just now? Tell me their name, now.”

Beau looks exactly like a kicked puppy. You know how much he hates it when you ignore him. He’s told you multiple times now despite your constant attempts to shun yourself from him as if the two of you weren’t dating! Well, soon to be dating, but he hasn’t really gotten to that part yet. He’s a bit delusional when he thinks things had been going quite well between the two of you, given how responsive you’ve been until now. He’s torn with taking his time until you finally agree into getting into a relationship with him or pulling a few strings here and there to make you finally comply: Damian style. Beau isn’t opposed on doing so. He’s done worst to others that faced his wrath for even the smallest things possible. There was even this one time he’d managed to get someone suspended, eventually kicked out, by throwing in a few nasty rumors here and there after crossing him. What’s stopping him from doing something into getting you to be with him?

To be completely honest, you’re not even sure how you even managed to garner his interest the first place. Beau wasn’t exactly known for going after people like you. You were practically invincible to the jocks and cheerleaders, various cliques and powerhouse families that hold influences far greater than the literal government continuously pushing back against one another while the Student Council wrangled everyone together with the power of the Disciplinary Committee. Nonetheless, that wasn’t what Beau was focused on right now. I mean, what could have possibly been keeping you so busy yesterday that prevented you from seeing him? It’s like you wanted him to snoop around to find out himself.