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Chapter 18

The next few days passed in similar fashion. Damon would be waiting outside for me to go running. We would run for several miles, talking about anything and everything while we ran. He would take me to get coffee at Leslie’s and then we would either grab breakfast or just chat for another hour while we walked back to campus. I would then go to orientation activities and meet Eric for lunch. I had also continued to work at Moxie’s and was able to start putting together a little savings.

On one of our runs we had passed by the football field while the cheerleading team was practicing. I watched them somewhat longingly as we ran past as they pulled off complicated flips. I had never had the opportunity to be apart of a team and I remembered loving to do cartwheels and flips when I was younger.

We had made it back to campus and were stretching when Damon asked, “Why don’t you try out for the cheerleading team?” I looked at him puzzled.

“One, I’ve never done cheerleading and wouldn’t know how to do any of the flips, and two, haven’t they already chosen their team and started practice?”

He shrugged my last point aside, “We could make it happen if you really wanted to do it,” he said nonchalantly. “Why don’t you give some of the flips a try? I saw you watching them as we ran by.”

He had to be kidding. Doing cartwheels when you were ten was one thing, but now he wanted me to try to do a backflip or one of the other crazy flips I had seen those girls doing? I would probably break my back. Plus, I was pretty sure I had read that Rothmore had one of the top cheerleading programs in the nation, and I didn’t feel like embarrassing myself in the first week of school.

“Just try it,” he said, staring at me intensely.

We were behind my dorm, in a secluded area so Damon wouldn’t get mobbed by adoring fans as we stretched. I wondered if I could do it. After all, my ability to run forever without feeling a thing defied explanation. Maybe it would extend to other things as well.

Backing up against the building I started to run, launching myself in the air…and promptly fell on my face. Damon didn’t try and stop his laughter as he leaned over where I lay on the grass.

“I don’t think you did it right,” he said with a smile.

I wanted to retort back but I had momentarily lost my breath. Standing there in the sunlight, the wind tousling his hair, his eyes sparkling, he was so breathtaking it hurt. He looked lighter than normal, as if the invisible burden on his shoulders had been temporarily lifted. He noticed that I had grown quiet and his eyes filled with heat as we stared at one another. It had been hard to ignore the energy that constantly passed between us. As we had spent more time together he had begun to touch me more and my body had begun to live for our contact.

Damon held out his hand to help me up. He slid me up his body and held me in his arms. This was the first time we had been this close and I felt like I was going to hyperventilate.

“Close your eyes,” he whispered. “Picture the girls’ movements in your head. Imagine your body replicating the movements.”

I felt him step away from me and gently push me forward. All of a sudden I realized I was flying through the air. Before I knew it I had executed a set of flips that I had watched the girls do in a particularly complicated routine. I turned around towards Damon, shocked. He had a shocked look in his face as well that quickly turned smug.

“Told you that you could do it,” he said, smirking. “Practice those moves a little bit more and you will be ready for the team.”

Squealing I backed up, and for the next hour proceeded to do flips that I was pretty sure only the most experienced cheerleaders could do. I pushed back the troublesome thoughts that had crept into the back of my mind regarding this new set of abilities. I was going to enjoy this moment.

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