Mine

Family~

  Time passed. Days went by.

(Y/N) only found him more attractive.

He should really stop touching her.

(Y/N) was a gymnast. She was a good one too. Her practices were Mondays, Thursdays, and Saturdays for 3 1/2 hours. She loved it. Of course she did, it was her sport. She loved  floor. Tumbling was her absolute favorite feeling - well, second favorite..

'Monday.' She huffed as she slipped on her leotard and Nike pros.

'Late again.' She complained as she jumped in the car. It was a quiet ride.

•

"Look who's here!"

(Y/N) walked in the gym.

"(Y/N)!!!!!!!!" All the girls cheered as if she were a celebrity on the red carpet. A couple girls ran off the floor from stretching to give her a hug. It's not like (Y/N) ever missed classes, but she was the life of the party. If anyone was sad, feeling down, or bummed by a skill they were unable to reach; she wouldn't comfort them quietly. Instead, she made them laugh. She taught them to learn how to rest, not give up. There was a difference.

"Alright, let her put her stuff away!" (Y/N)'s coach - Laura - yelled. The little level 2's and 3's ran back to the floor to finish stretching, while (Y/N) looked for someone in particular as she walked to the girls locker room.

Laura was the head coach. She taught the top levels. (Y/N) was a level 5. She had just started the level 5 season, and already had most of the skills that were acquired. Like I said, she was good. A natural so you could say.

(Y/N) walked out of the locker room. She sat down and began to stretch by her teammates.  The lower levels started practice.

"What are we on first?" (Y/N) asked beginning her stretch.

"Uhh I think vault." McKenna answered.

McKenna - she was (Y/N)'s best friend, second to Kendra of course. She was the first friend she made in gymnastics. She was a year younger. Her mom, Jamie, was also a coach. Jamie was like everybody's second mom. Normally, she coached the younger levels. But on the weekend she would  help Laura coach the older girls.

"Ugh, watch us do everything and baylee and Laura just sit on the side."

"I know." McKenna said.

•

"Ahhh I'm so tired." (Y/N) complained.

"Well it's our last event, bars."

"Kenna! Did you get your flyaway?!" She looked to the girl beside her.

"No, I did it last week on the high bar, but I'm too scared to." McKenna said grabbing her grips.

"Well we will do it on the low bar together then."

"Alright girls, last event. Who's gonna get their flyaway?" Laura asked standing on the tall mat.

(Y/N) and McKenna ignored their coaches words and chalked up.

Flyaway - a flyaway is when you are swinging back and forth on the high bar, then let go and do a back tuck; landing safley on your feet.

(Y/N) had been absolutely terrified of this skill. It was the only skill she didn't have for level 5.

•

'15 more minutes' (Y/N) chalked up her grips.

"Hop up there. You can do it, just let go." Laura told her.