Cheer Vis

Michiru Moon1

CHEER VIS Written by: Michiru Moon

Michiru Moon2

Year after year, we came home from nationals down in Orlando, Florida. Year after year, the trophy case would fill with more cheer leading awards. Year after year, a new bom-bom would be added to our lettermen jackets. Year after year, we hazed the freshmen who joined the JV team. They told me it was tradition for the varsity team to threat the JV-ers in such a way. I was the lucky one because my mom was one of the counselors of the school; so my freshmen year, I didn't get hazed. Maybe if it would have happened to me, I would have agreed with my grade when we became seniors to do away with the hazing. But it didn't matter if we disagreed about it or not because it was that year the state made hazing an illegal act of initiation. I didn't admit it, but I enjoyed the hazing we did to the freshmen; I liked the power and the sexual dominance. Yes, sexual dominance. Most of the girls on the team were heterosexual while most of the guys were homosexual, but this wasn't a guy and girl thing; only the girls knew about the acts. A bunch of horny teenage girls who held power on the cheer leading team is an equation for disaster. I didn't participate in the acts my freshmen year on the JV team because of the ranking of my mother, but the varsity girls made me watch. The initiation took place at one of the senior's house. Her name was Emily Spears, and was apart of a wealthy family like most of the girls on the team. (One pretty much had to be wealthy to be able to afford all that came with the game.) The JV girls were told to meet at Emily's house and then go up to her room. Once they reached her room, they sat against the wall in a line until their name was called. When their name was called, they would enter Emily's room and be greeted by the rest of the girls on the team. If they looked to the back of the room, they would see me sitting with the sophomores. There was kind of a hierarchy which is on most teams, organizations, and clubs. The freshmen had to be submissive, the sophomores sat and watched, the juniors could have sexual relations only on one girl that one time, and the seniors could have sexual relations with all the girls through out the whole school year. The freshmen took her clothes off slowly; she was shaking. She was scared. I tried my best to act cool in front of the sophomores, to not let them see my extreme excitement. She was told to lay on the bed and she did. In the room, many useful sex toys were available for the girls to use. They could pick which ever sex toy to use on the girl; most of the girls used strap-ons on the the girls because the item provided more control and excitement to the act. To make sure nothing would get trace back to the team and to prevent anything from spreading, dildos required condoms. She laid on the bed and soon tied down by two sophomores. The dildos were quite big or maybe

Michiru Moon3 I'm exaggerating, but they were thick in size; not long but thick as if they wanted to make sure the freshmen were open when it entered. I watched certain items being injected into the freshmen. I watched as each freshmen came in, timid and a piece of duck tape clamped over their mouth. I watched until it was over. When it was over, I couldn't wait to be a junior. But something happen at the end of my sophomore year. One of the girls who was hazed reported it to her parents. She took pictures of the initiation and showed them to her mom. It was a wild summer as the persecutors tried to build a case with the evidence they had and they had a lot of evidence: the sex toys, the pictures, the juices from the bed sheets, testimonies. But we had money; our families had money and we could afford “damn good” lawyers. Even with all of the money in the world, we lost the case. It took a year; my whole junior year was spent in court rooms but I was lucky once again. No one persecuted me because I never did anything, but I had to testify on behalf of some of the victims. I did, simple. Along that time, many other hazing cases were starting to build up and the media was running with it. Then at the end of my junior year hazing became a illegal act. We wondered what hazing was define as. Our teachers taught us that hazing is anything that we don't want to do but are forced to do when joining a club. We have to take a short test at the beginning of every school year if we are in an extracurricular activities. I think hazing is the act of humiliating by causing physical pain that leads to mental and/or emotional pain for the initiation of a club, organization, or team. Thank You.