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Cheerleader's Initiation | Averagezero | 1

 



It was the end of Tara McNeill's first day in her new high school and she had made no friends. Her family had moved two thousand miles across the country from the small town she had called home for her whole life to the big intimidating city. She was surprised how many black people lived in the neighborhood and it seemed like every boy in her school and every male teacher were of African descent (the girl were more diverse). Tara felt a little apprehensive as to how well she'd fit in, as she had never met any black people before and already started wondering if she could bring herself to date a negro and worrying how her right-wing Irish-American parents would react to it.

Tara was petite at 5'4 and 105 pounds, with C-cup breasts on a slim athletic frame, and was a very fair white girl, with naturally red hair, green eyes and a hint of freckles across the bridge of her pretty nose. She had excellent posture and flexibility as she had been in gymnastics since she was a toddler and had been captain of the cheerleading squad back home.

Back home she was one of the most popular girls in school and so Tara figured joining the squad here might help her make some friends, but it was mid-term so of course the squad would be set. On her way out of the school for the day she saw a big black boy wearing a varsity jacket who she assumed he was an athlete and decided to go up to him and ask about the cheer squad.

His name was Jamal and he seemed genuinely interested in helping this pretty perky and preppy little white girl, telling her that one of the cheerleaders had recently gotten pregnant and had to withdraw from the squad so there was a position available. He said he could put in a good word with the squad captain, as long as Tara wasn't a racist. Tara promised she wasn't, and Jamal went on to explain that Tyra, the captain, was black and so he wanted to make sure Tara was willing to do what a black person said. Tara smiled with relief and assured him that of course she would. Then he casually asked her how she felt about black guys, and if she'd 'gone black'. Tara felt her face flush at the forward suggestion but didn't feel like she should offend her contact with the squad already so she smiled and told him she was 'looking forward to it'.

"So you're willing to do what you're told and ready and eager to go black," Jamal summarized with a smile. "That's good to know because I can get you a tryout with the cheer squad and of course now you owe me." Tara's eyes went wide as she he continued. "Hey, some niggas I know are making a movie and they gonna need a white girl," Jamal told her as he looked the preppy girl up and down. "There's not gonna be much for you to remember like script or whatever but it's a real crucial spot, and you'd be perfect for it, cool?"

"Uh yeah, okay," Tara replied dismissively but then smiling as she remembered how she owed him. "So I guess then we're even, right?"

"Now you owe me, double..." he corrected her, giving her butt a hard smack and making the pretty girl jump as he turned and started walking down the hall.


 

Where will Tara go?


          Tara goes to the gym

          Tara is to return to the school that night

          Tara goes to the change rooms

 
 
 

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