You see ever since I started high school 3 months ago my grades have been slipping, and by slipping I mean falling. My parents believe the reason why is because all I think about is cheer, which is true. I try to get my parents to understand that you can’t manage a social life, cheer team,sleep, and school. One had to go, so I decided to give up school. Rebecca, the cheer team captain, told everyone that grades don't really matter until your junior year. Hopefully, she was right, because I stop trying. At dinner that night I did everything I could so my parents would let me attend the game. I help cook, set the table, and volunteered to clean up. I knew that there was no way my parents could say