Chapter 1 Part 1-
Brooke's P.O.V.
"Hurray up Lexie, we are going to be late, AGAIN!" I screamed at Lexie. She always makes us late to the rink just because she has to look "perfect".
"Sorry. My hair wouldn't straighten." Lexie said while grabbing her bag and meeting me by the door.
I just rolled my eyes and said "Finally ready? Or do you need to go burn your hair off some more?"
"HA-HA, your just so funny." Lexie said sarcastically while walking past me and getting into the car. Since Lexie and I compete against each other, we really don't get along. The only reason we are living together is because out coach wants us to get along better so she is making us live together for a week. Luckily today is my last day, so I have all my things packed up and ready in the car, to get away from this hell hole.
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"Where have you two been?" Our skating coach, Trish, asked. Well, more yelled at us while we walked into the locker room. I just pointed at Lexie and rolled my eyes.
"Trish, it's not my fault that Brooke is a jerk and didn't wake me up until 3:00 A.M! I only had an hour to get ready." Lexie said in that annoying, wyning voice.
"Cry me a river. You had a whole hour to get ready! I'm sorry that you have to turn skating into a fashion show." I said while finishing up my last skate and walking out of the locker room and getting on the ice.
I skate every morning from 4:30 A.M. to 6:30 A.M, get some quick breakfast, then I'm back at the rink from 7:30 A.M. until 10:30 A.M, then I have strength training from 10:45 to 11:45 A.M, then we have a quick lunch, then we have and hour and a half of school from 1:00 to 2:30, then we have yoga from 2:45 to 3:45, then we have three hours to do whatever we want so usually I hang out with my boyfriend or hang with my friends, then I have to report back to the rick at 6:45 then I skate until 8:45 and then finally I have a fifteen minute stretching class with my coach then I get to go home.
But today is a little different because I am only skating from 4:30-7:30 because I need to pick my brother and boyfriend and their friends up from the airport. I get to be with them all day until 8 P.M. because my boyfriend and I need to catch a flight to America for the American Cup. It's really special that he gets to see me skate because usually he has to see me on the TV because we are never in the same place at the same time. From December 15- January 15 the boys don't have to work, so they get to relax.
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"Lexie! Watch out!" Was the last thing I heard before I collided with someone. I turned around and guess who it was? The devil herself.............LEXIE!!!!
"Lexie, watch out for the person who is doing their program. You should know better." My coach scolded Lexie.
"Oops. Sorry." She said all sweetly while skating away, I swear if she wasn't dating my brother I would slap her across the face. Bur no...... I have to just ignore her and pretend like everything is fine.
Oh before I continue....... I should introduce myself.
Hi! My name is Brooke Styles. I am 17 years old, 5'6, I have wavy brown hair with blond highlights and I am part of Great Britain's National Figure Skating team. And I hope to be attending the Olympics next year in Sochi Russia.
I live with my boyfriend and take on line classes for school because I don't have time for school since I am either skating all day or I am half way across the world for a competition. I'm not close to my parents and my older sister because they didn't believe that I could go far in skating, so they wouldn't pay for my skating. I don't have to worry about money because Nike has sponsored me since I was 12 and for every competition I place in I get prize money. My brother is the only one that I talk to from my family but he and I are never in the same country. We're still very close, though, and we try to see each other as much as possible.
Lexie has straight, dark, brown hair, super skinny, 5'9, and she is also apart of GB national team. We have been competing for the number 1 spot on the national team since we were 10 and as you can tell, we don't get along.
Anyways back to your cheesy, messed up fan fiction.
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"Can I have a grandee chocolate and banana smoothie?" I asked the lady across the counter from me at Starbucks.
"Of course." She smiled looking up at me and starring. Shes......starring.... "Um sorry for asking this, but are you Brooke Styles? The figure skater?"
"Um, yeah thats me!" I said smiling. Do people really know me for skating? THrough out my life I have always been "that girl" or "his sister"
"Can I have your autograph for my daughter? She used to skate but she was diagnosed with leukemia so now she is in the hospital. But she is so excited to watch you this Saturday on the TV." She said getting a little teary eyed.
"I'm so sorry." I said starting to think of an idea "Do they allow visitors for your daughter?"
Her face lit up"Of course!" PERFECT!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Would it be okay if I stopped by the hospital before I leave tonight?"
"That would make her so happy! I have been trying to get you and the boys from One Direction to visit her, but I could never figure out how." ANOTHER GOOD IDEA!!!!!!
"I will be there around six tonight. Is it okay if I bring someone?"
"Yes! That would be totally fine. Oh, and here is your smoothie. Have an amazing day. And thank you so much. It means so much to me."
"No, no thank you." I smiled grabbing the drink and heading outside to my car.
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I just finished skating again and at the moment I am waiting outside the rink for Lexie. I just love how she is always late.
"Okay! Lets go." Lexie said getting into the car.
The drive to the airport was the longest car ride I have ever driven in my life. All we did was sit there in full silence, can you say LAND SHARK? When we finally arrived at the airport, there were no screaming girls, no security, nothing.
"That's weird." I said to my self. We got out of the car and made our way to the gate. They said they would be here in ten minutes.
lovely...........more time with Lexie.
"So,,,,,,,Um,,,,,, I guess good luck this Saturday. Don't fall on your butt." She said jokingly.
"Are you making conversation?" I asked shocked out of my mind.
"Yeah, I guess I am." She said looking down at her hands. "Look, I know I have been a real, fill in the blank, lately but I have my reasons okay?"
"And..........those reasons are?" I asked so confused.
"I just......I don't know...I mean you have everything you want, the number spot on the team, Trish loves you, your naturally beautiful, you don't need makeup or you don't have to curl or straighten your hair and yet you still look like a model. I'm just sorry okay?" Did she just apologize?" Can we jsut be team mated again? Like back then?'
"I would love to be team mates again. Under one condition." She gave me a confused look" You accept my apology for not treating you the best either."
" Apology accepted." Then the gates opened and I saw the two faces I have I wanted to see for way too long.
"NIALL!" I screamed, running up to him he dropped his bags and met me half way, picking me up and hugging me, like all those chessy movies. "I love you" I whispered into his ear
"I love you too." He said back.
Those four words have changed my life forever.
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