It was so tempting to jump at practice. I just wanted to get better, to get back on my feet. But I still came. I watched other people's routines, gave them advice, and made up my own routines.
Then one day, something was different.
When I got to practice, the doors were closed. The doors are always wide opened when I get to practice, letting the whole world see how proud we were of our sport. I don't know why, but this bothered me immensely that the doors were closed. I went to open the door, but it was locked. Hmm. This was strange. I went around to the back door. It was closed, but unlocked. I walked in the back door.
It was warm inside the building. Unusually warm. I saw bright lights, a black backdrop on the stage, and a bunch of tables with big mirrors and makeup boxes. But no teammates. And no Melissa.
Then I realized what was going on. This was an interview. For our show. Like a preview. But why would Coach Melissa not tell us?
Then I got it. It was a surprise episode. Where they want to see how we would react. And film it. I suddenly got scared. What if they were filming me right now?!?!?!! The were gonna show the whole world the doopy look on my face. A tall thin lady with gorgeous red hair pulled back in a bun and a bright orange dress that matched her hair came up to me. "Would you like to see your reflection?" the lady asked me. She held up a mirror lined with gems. I looked into the mirror and saw the ugliest image of myself I had ever seen. My hair was in a high bun on top of my head and was sticking out everywhere, and my face and shirt were covered in dirt.
Then I noticed the cameras. One cameraman popped out of the bushes, and another one from behind the tree. They were filming me looking like this. I couldn't believe it. I screamed.
"Julie. Julie! Wake up!!! It's ok!" I heard my mother's voice. I screamed again, still have asleep. "It's all just a dream," my mom said. "Wha- Wha wha What happened?" I asked. "You weren't feeling good and fell asleep on the couch. I guess you had a bad dream." "A terrible one," I answered. "A really terrible one."
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Shoot for the Team
Roman pour AdolescentsTen year old Julie is having a normal day at practice on her jump rope team, until her coach announces that they are going to have their own jump rope TV show on TLC. At first everyone is excited, but as the show goes on, they find their team split...
