She was a popular girl throughout her childhood, her good looks and bubbly personality attracted everyone to her. Sandy was not a girl that took advantage of her personality, and it just added to her package. With a natural athletic ability, and a flair for gymnastics, she had become captain of her youth cheerleading squad, and she was invited to tryout for the varsity squad in her freshman year of high school. She was brimming with excitement as she entered the huge fitness facility.

She attended the local high school, a sprawling complex with state of the art athletic facilities. Sandy was well aware of how successful their athletic teams were, and it was a lucky group of girls that got to become members of the cheerleading squad. Inclusion in this select group would mean a ton of publicity and guaranteed popularity.

Although she was nervous at her chances, she had almost reserved a position with her popular past. Many of the current cheerleaders knew who she was, her looks and personality the envy of most of the younger girls, and her body was known by almost every male at the school. She was very noticeable at the Pop Warner football games, and many eyes were upon her as she finally made it to high school.

On the day of the tryouts, she was thoroughly amazed at the size of the gymnasium. She had been there before to watch games, but she had never been inside the locker room or inside the athletic facilities. She marveled at the fitness equipment that was available to the students, the machines all shiny and gleaming under the light. There was even an indoor pool for the students, and the locker room was amazing.

The girls locker room had a carpeted floor, and the lockers themselves were huge. There was a separate athletic trainer's office where injuries were mended, and the showers all had individual privacy screens that separated one from the other. Although this did not allow for complete privacy, it did provide much more privacy than the large, open showers of your typical gym. She was enthralled and amazed as she changed into her cheerleading outfit, the excitement coursing through her veins.

On stage with the group of hopefuls Sandy recognized most of the faces. The girls had all cheered together at one point or another, and she saw many familiar faces from her days of Pop Warner football. She patiently waited her turn as she watched the other girls do their routines, no one really standing out as better than the rest. She knew that she would have to give an incredible performance to make the varsity squad, and she was covered in goose bumps when her name was called.

Sandy had selected her favorite piece of music, and she began to tap her feet to the beat as the music filled the auditorium. The others looked on with smiles, as they all knew how good Sandy was, and they cheered her on as she did her routine. She hit her moves perfectly, and her audition concluded with a huge round of applause. Although she was still nervous, it was clear to anyone at the audition that she was the most qualified. The next day it was made official, and her introduction to high school began with inclusion into the elite group that was the high school cheerleaders. Her life continued to take off from that point.

As was the case in grammar school, Sandy's popularity carried forth into high school, friends new and old filling her days with activities. Being a varsity cheerleader allowed her to mingle with some of the upperclassmen, something that freshmen just did not do. She still considered it an honor to be included in this group and she did not take advantage of her position. This innocence just made her all the more accessible, and she found high school to be a great experience.

She did have a ton of boys chasing after her, but she was not ready for a boyfriend yet. She had numerous friends that were guys, but she had not really dated anyone yet, always too busy with schoolwork or cheerleading to get into a relationship. She was hoping that this would change with high school, and she confided in several friends about the crush that she had on the quarterback of the football team.

Billy was a standout senior, a starter all four years. He was voted all state the previous year, and he came into his senior year riding a wave of popularity that was very similar to Sandy's. A handsome, athletic guy, his popularity flowed around his activities and his great attitude. Sandy dreamt about him often, and she knew that they were made for each other. She was the cute, standout cheerleader, and he was the handsome quarterback. It was inevitable that he would ask her out, and she bided her time in the wings.

Billy went through his share of cheerleader's, something that was kept well hidden from everyone's knowledge. With his status, he had no problem getting girls, and the young cheerleader's were always his fancy. He swore them to secrecy, keeping his private affairs confidential, always promising that he would take them out again and that what they had was "special." The stupidity of these girls never ceased to amaze him, and one flash of his smile, or a promise to call would get him anything he wanted.

As the season began, he, along with the rest of the team, took notice of the hot new cheerleader. Rumor had it that she did not have a boyfriend, and Sandy soon became the topic of most locker room discussions, each guy commenting on the outfit that she wore, or the way that she smiled at them. As the big game with their cross town rival came near, their attention became focused on the game at hand and, more importantly, the party that would follow. Every year the bash that followed the big game became the highlight of the fall. There was a big abandoned barn out by the beach, and it was used as the party site every year without fail.

As the game grew closer, extravagant plans were made for the party. It was an annual ritual dating back to the late 60's, and many parents actually pitched in to help out with the financing of the blow out. Kegs of beer were ordered along with snacks and munchies. It was to be a chaperoned party, but the chaperone's were not there to check ID, they were there to maintain safety and order. As an age old local ritual, the legal drinking age was lowered on that night for the "party," and the majority of the kids ended up sleeping in the sand dunes.

The game turned into a blowout, and Billy led his team to a stunning victory. He threw for three touchdowns, and he ran for one more, further establishing himself as the MVP of the team. Sandy was on her toes screaming and yelling for him, her heart screaming out to him every time his name called on the PA system. He looked so cute in his uniform, his tight ass bobbing and weaving across the field. In complete support of the football team the cheerleader's were also at their best, riding the wave of noise that poured out of the bleachers. Once the game was in hand, and the final minutes ran down on the game clock, everyone's attention turned to the party.

Sandy had heard all about the party, and all the other girls on the varsity squad had been giggling non stop about it for days now. She had been to several parties when she was earlier, but she had not yet been at a party where alcohol was served, and she was a little nervous about what was going to happen. She was very excited, however, about seeing Billy, and she dreamt that this would be their chance to be together. After all, he had just won the big game and she had cheered him on. It was like their destiny.

They went to the locker rooms to get changed as the rest of the school took off to start the party. The talk in both rooms was basically the same, the girls talking about the cute guys, and the guys talking about which cheerleader would be most likely to. Everyone had their sights set on someone, and they were all brimming with excitement as the buses carried them down to the beach......(cont)