It's the morning of my meet. Daddy comes up to my room and wakes me up telling me we have to leave soon. I excitedly get out of bed, pull on my black and pink competition leo, my warm-ups, and then my shoes. I clomp down the stairs. I halt. Faintly, I can smell strawberry waffles. "Mmmmm" I say to myself. After I ate I packed my gym bag and went to sit in the car. Daddy puts Hayley in her car-seat and we pull away from the house.
*Fast Foward to the meet*
I wait for the judges to say it's ok to salute. I salute. I pullover the bar. I was a little stumbly, but altogether I did good. 9.250.
Next event is beam. I salute. Mount. Perform my routine. Do a handstand cartwheel dismount. Salute. 9.00.
I salute and then walk onto the springy floor. Go through the same routine I've been working on. Salute again. I scored a 9.3.
Last event is vault. I go twice. Before and after I get done, I salute. I score an 8. I think to myself, "ok, that could've been better but I will have to work on it and try harder next time." All-Around I score a 35.55. My teammates congratulate me, and I congratulate them. Daddy, Hayley, and I pack up, and leave for home. Along the way we stop for pizza (my favorite!). After all of us had eaten and gotten home, I take a bath, put on my pajamas, slip into my comfy cozy bed, and let my heavy eyes droop closed.
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Why Me? A Bratayley Fanfic || Thewriterbre
FanfictionMany hectic things happen in the Bratayley household, including a broken bone! Read to find out how they deal with it and what else is going on:)
