The vault in our bars

Chapter 1

"Jamie!!"My mum shouted from the bottom of the stairs.
"HygHmmm.......yeah"I replied ,still half asleep.
"Get your butt down here!"
"Ughhh...k mum" I slid out of bed and reached for my dressing gown,tripping over my cat."damn it!" I shouted , yet again I had stubbed my toe on the edge of my floor beam, like I did every morning since my bedroom had been re-arranged.

Hopping down the stairs , and into the kitchen I sat down to see 2 Slices of golden , buttered toast, beside 2 sheets of maths revision. oh and yeah I am homeschooled because it gives me more time to do gymnastics.

*20 minutes later*

"Done mum!"i said , and I ran upstairs to get ready for gymnastics...
I had my favourite leotard on , dark blue valour bottom light blue Lycra with a silver thin strip joining the two materials together. On the way to gym ( 1 hour away from where I live ) I wrapped my left ankle and left wrist with a bandage.

When I got there, Ella was stood by Andrew and Kim , explaining why she had not taken of her ankle bracelets like she was instructed last week, and then I saw Georgina ! We've been friends for almost 2 years but it feels like forever! Her thick golden hair was swinging behind her in a neat plait as she was twisting and twirling , traveling quickly across the floor. 1,2,3 pirouettes into an illusion. Georgina is by far the best at turns and pirouettes,she always has been and alway will be.I finally stop daydreaming and start stretching , then SHE walks through the door ...