Please Just Remember (Sebasdion)

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The four days leading up to tryouts go by slowly. I go to the gym everyday and workout for an hour or two then go and practice for over two hours. I have gotten only around 12 hours of practice sense I've gotten to Toronto. But i am ready for tryouts.

Wednesday.
I wake up at 6:00 like normal and make a healthy breakfast. After breakfast i change into some shorts and a muscle tee. Gotta show off the guns to get the girls.

I go down the elevator and start my run once out i get out of the building. I nock out a 5 kilometer run in about 25 minutes. Once i get back to the apartment it's around 7 so i decide to rest for a little.

I sit on the couch and pull out my laptop. I open the file  El progreso de Sebastián

Papá made it with all the videos of me doing gymnastics when i was younger. I open up a random file. I see me standing on the spring floor looking nervous, getting ready to do a routine or something.

I take a deep breath and start running. I go into a roundoff backhand spring back tuck and stick the landing. I hear my coach from behind the camera yelling in support and congratulating me in Spanish.

My face lights up with a smile and i start jumping up and down. I look about 7 or 8 and I'm guessing it was my first time landing that trick. I laugh as i see how happy i looked. It's just a simple trick for me now but back then it was something to be very proud of.

I end up looking at some more videos for about an hour. Then get bored and pull out my phone. At about 10 i leave to go work out at the gym. Once i get there I'm surprised to see that no one is in the gymnastics gym practicing before tryouts.

I work and practice for an hour of two. At noon i head home to rest for a little. Once it gets around 11:15 i leave the house to get a health shake for lunch.

ok so it's pretty confusing knowing which gym is which so I'll try to give some context clues to help.

When i pull up to the Gym im just finishing my shake. It's 11:45 and i see a few guys already walking in. I get out of the car and grab my bag out of the front seat.

When i walk in the guy at the front desk looks up.

"Hi I'm uh here for men's gymnastics tryouts" i say nervously

"Yah the men's locker room is down the hall to the left. Good luck rookie." He says pointing to the hallway

Do i look like a rookie? I'm not a rookie. How could he think that? I brush it off and walk down the hall. I walk into the locker room and about 10 guys turn around and look at me.

"Uhh hi" i say a little nervous

They all hit me with a subtle "hey" and turn back around. I walk further in and see an open spot. I set my bag down and open it up. I take off my Adidas sweats and jacket. I'm left in just my underwear and i blush a little imbarased.

Now Here comes the worst part i grab my Leo and hold it in my left hand. With my right hand i quickly slip off my boxers and grab my Leo with both hands. I slide it on. I take a deep breath out realizing i have been holding it in.

I look over to my bag and see my pants and my shorts. I pick them both up and look back and forth between them. I turn over to the guy next to me talking to one of the other guys.

"Uhh hey umm do you know if we're supposed to wear pants or shorts over are Leo?" I ask

"Um... Actually that's a good question. Newbie." He says playfully punching my shoulder

"Hey Dion" he yells across the room. "Newbie wants to know if we should wear pants or shorts."

"Oh there's a new guy?" I hear someone with a British accent say "let me introduce my self. Hey Chris tell the mate we're doing pants."

The Chris guy turns back to me. "Pants. Oh by the way respect Dion he is the best. He is kind of the leader."

"Oh ok" i say

I see a tall guy with big muscles come out if the sink area. He has brown curly hair, hazel eyes, and a devious grin. I'm guessing it's Dion.

He walks over to me " hi I'm Dion" he says in a British accent

"Um I'm Sebastian" i say

"Cool well the team only has room for one new guy and it seems there's a few guys trying out from a lower level this year so we'll see if we'll see you out on the floor next week" he says giving me a smirk.

Whatever I brush i off and put on my shorts. I grab my grips before putting my stuff in my bag and put it on the bench. I look up at the clock and it's 11:55.

One of the guys looks too and yells to everyone " 55 guys let's go!"

Everyone stands up in unison and files out the door. I think I'm last then i feel someone behind me. I look up and it's Dion. He is pushed up against me. I feel something a little hard rub up against my back. I'm guessing it's his grips.