Phoenix's POV
"It's time you three." Isobel says.
"Boo." Kiyana, Yasmijn, and I say then we stop cuddling with Isobel.
After we stop cuddling with Isobel, my friends and I stand up.
"See you after the race." I say as I hug Isobel.
Tonight's the final running night of the Olympics and the race my friends and I are running in is the 4x400 Relay.
"See ya." Isobel says then she hugs Yasmijn and Kiyana before she heads to her seat.
"How much longer till we race?" I ask as Yasmijn, Kiyana, and myself walk to the locker room.
"An hour or so." Kiyana says.
"Sweet." I say. "What leg are y'all running?"
"Anchor." Kiyana and Yasmijn says as we walk into the women's locker room.
When I get into the locker room, I head to my locker, take off my warm up clothes then I put on my red TEAM USA form fitting sleeveless crop top and my blue TEAM USA shorts that feel like Nike Pros.
Once I'm dressed, I put on my no show socks then I take out my pink track spikes from my bag and put them on.
Like always I'm wearing pink track spikes tonight because I'm running 400 meters.
Once my pink track spikes are on I put my Birkenstocks and warm up clothes in my bag then I put my bag in my locker and lock the locker.
After my stuff's put away, I head out to the warm up track in the tunnels underneath the Stade de France to warm up for the race.
"Say it." I mumble when I realize I "forgot" a couple things.
"Hey Bubs." I hear Kiyana say behind me.
"Yes." I whisper so I turn around.
"Forgetting something?" Yasmijn asks as she holds up my name paper that gets pinned to my top and my hair tie.
"Nope." I say. "I just like when you two help me
Kiyana and Yasmijn chuckle as Yasmijn hands my hair tie then I put my flame dyed hair up in a ponytail while Kiyana pins my name paper thingy onto my crop top
I also have no clue what the paper name thingy is called.
"There we go." Kiyana says.
"Thanks." I say.
"No problem." My friends say then they go warmup with their respective nations' relay team while I do the same.
After warming up for 45 minutes, we're told to head to the staging area so I follow my teammates to the staging area and wait to be called out.
As we're waiting, I look at the two papers on the wall that concern our team.
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Four Lions
FanfictionThe loneliest people are the kindest. The saddest people smile the brightest. The most damaged people are the wisest. All because they do not wish to see anyone else suffer the way they do.