Chapter 29

  

  Natasha's POV

  I'm standing in the blazing sun with my cheerleading team, sweat dripping down my back, pom-poms clashing like plastic cymbals.

  I smack my hands together. "Alright, ladies! Today we're going to slay! And by slay, I mean look perfect while not dying!"

  Lisa, my right-hand girl...

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