as promised here is the update :] i'm really going to try to update this more often, i promise guys lol i've just been super busy lately.  in this chapter POV's switch up a little.. idk how often i'm gunna do that but for now i figured i'd try this out haha aand you should go check out the band i feature towards the end, they're called My Favorite Highway and they're freaking awesome :]
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The routine ended with the traditional “Warriors!” I stood up from my pose on the mat to see my entire team with smiles on their faces and small co-ed yelling even louder than before.

As I was giving the judges just one more taste of my HPU spirit, I felt two muscular arms wrap around me and proceed to pick me up. Thinking it was Dustin, I fought to stay on the ground. Try-outs were in two weeks and I didn’t need to be hurt.

After a few more seconds of dropping my weight, the muscular arms whipped me around, revealing Greg. I smiled widely and jumped into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist to hold myself up. As I did, Greg placed a kiss on my cheek, causing me to stop cheering and focus my attention on him.

He looked into my eyes, smiled and let out a weak laugh. I smiled back as he grabbed the back of my head, bringing it closer to his. I don’t know why, but I didn’t fight what I knew was about to happen. I firmly pressed my lips up against his and smiled as he kissed me back.

A few moments later, we pulled apart and he set me down on the mat. Greg grabbed my hand as he followed the rest of the team off of the floor. I turned to the crowd one last time and for a split second, I could have sworn I saw Joe.

-Joe’s POV-

I watched as Ashley ran out onto the stage, she looks beautiful. As always. She had a large smile on her face as she skipped towards her spot. But, as she scanned the crowd, her smile faded and I knew exactly why.

My shoulders slumped as I dug my hands into my pockets, I hated hurting her. But, that’s why I didn’t want her to know I was here.

We were apart so much, it just wasn’t going to work. Our manager finally got the best of me and made me realize that staying in this relationship was a far fetched dream for the both of us. So I did it the only way I could, I cut all ties with her. It would have broken my heart to tell her over the phone, to listen to her cry, to not have a real explanation. I just hoped that Ashley wasn’t watching the New Years special. That girl was just some model our manager hired, he said she’d make my “image” look better. I don’t even remember her name.

So I stood towards the back of the crowd. Remaining unnoticed.

She looked so graceful. The way she moved, the way she danced. God, this is killing me. Watching her for the past two and a half minutes made everything seem alright, like she’s been with me for the past seven months. Like nothing ever changed.

But then, something happened that brought me back to reality. I watched Ashley as she stood up after the end of the routine, excited that everything ran smoothly, that smile that I love back on her face. Everything seemed to have changed so quickly, Greg came up from behind her and picked her up. It seemed she was trying to fight him at first but gave in once she looked into his eyes. Then it happened, she let him kiss her. She let him have those lips that were supposed to be meant for me.

I clenched my fist as a sudden wave of jealousy came over me. I had no right to be angry, but I was. My girlfriend.. er.. ex. Was kissing another guy and I drove her to it! I need to win her back.

-Ashley’s POV-

May 2009

Greg and I sat on the plane, waiting to go home. The semester ended last week and the only thing I wanted to do was sleep in my own bed.

Lindenwood ended up beating us at Nationals by one point. If you ask me, I’ll tell you it was bogus. We hit a perfect routine and they dropped 2 stunts and had a tumbling touch down. Worthy of a National Championship? I think not.

The judges ended up taking five points off of our final score for “improper behavior.” Obviously referring to what happened between Greg and myself. Thankfully, Garrin wasn’t all too ticked and we still have our spots on the team for next season. He said we just “got caught up in the excitement.” Lindenwood definitely paid off the judges.

I anxiously flipped through some magazine I picked up during the layover in California, according to the pilot, we’d be landing in about half an hour. Greg was sound asleep. I let out a tiny giggle as she snored, he was too adorable. As I continued to turn the pages of the magazine, one particular headline caught my eye. I turned back to the page, “JONAS BROTHERS TAKE THE SUMMER OFF” Of all summers to take off, why this one? Did he not make my life miserable enough during the winter?

I quickly pulled off my HPU cheering sweatshirt, balled it up and muffled my scream into it. It was just loud enough to wake Greg up and startle a few people around us. My face turned bright red as I slipped down into my seat and whispered “Sorry” before everyone went back to their business.

Greg let out an overdramatic yawn before placing an arm around me, “Babe, what’s wrong?” I shrugged my shoulders and pointed to the open page. Greg placed a reassuring kiss on my cheek and whispered, “Everything is going to be fine.” A small smile crept across my lips as I nodded.

A few minutes later, Greg was once again asleep. I let out a small sigh as I reached into my purse and pulled out my iPod and put it on shuffle. My Favorite Highway’s “How to Call a Bluff” came softly came pouring through the earbuds.

Lonely, stubborn and complacent
You have insisted on leaving me here
Writing the same song I started last year
Lovely conjunctions and phrases
Plays on a few words, that you never meant
I must have misread all of the signals that you never sent

I stared out of the window as I watched the clouds pass and took in a deep breath as the song continued to play. It really captured the way I felt and was sort of therapeutic.

Maybe I could still hold you
Or you could call if you feel so inclined
Please take your time locating whatever you're trying to find
Maybe it's time to let go
But I'm too scared and so unprepared
How do I forget, every moment in time that we shared

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I happily skipped past the dog and up the stairs to my room once I was home. A smile came across my face as I stepped into my bedroom and threw my purse and backpack on the small table next to the doorway. It had been nine months since I last saw my room, but everything looked the same. Same orange walls, same sheets, same curtains.