How it ended

Chapter 4

Taylor's POV-
I've been in this school for 3 weeks now and I got my cast off. I know, I know. I'm not supposed to take it off for another 2 weeks, but I somehow heal really fast.

     I opened my locker and stuffed my books that I didn't need,inside the tiny compartment. I slammed my locker shut and walked to gym. It was another typical day and I had gym. I walked inside and my nose immediately smelled sweat.

   I scrunched my nose in disgust. I headed into the locker room.

I changed into spandex and a sports bra. I looked for a free locker.

    I opened it up and stuffed my bag inside. Almost everyone was outside except me, Samantha and a girl named Francesca.

"Hey. Your Lucas's girl right?" Francesca said. Francesca was really pretty. She had beautiful white tan-ish skin, blue eyes, brown soft hair and curves in all the right places. She looked like a model. I shook my head.

"No. I'm not his girl. I'm not his anything till he does something special or he wins my trust and friendship," I said.

      I'm acting like a selfish diva, but who cares. "Don't be too hard on him. He loves you," she said. I looked at her with a raised eyebrow. She shook her head.

"Okay class! Were gonna do something different. Instead of running laps, were doing gymnastics. But here's the challenge. You have to do it blindfolded. Now you guys are gonna be doing it one by one. So line up," The gym teacher, Mr. William said.

The whole class groaned except me, Samantha and Francesca. "I love gymnastics," We all exclaimed in unison.

   We all laughed. We lined up and received our blindfolds. "New girl! Your up first," he said. I groaned. Everyone sat on the bleachers, looking at me. Mr. William and some of the guys spread the mat across the gym floor.

I put the blind fold on. I heard whispers. One caught my attention. "I may have the body of a model, but I'm as flexible as a pretzel," I snapped. I did back handsprings, back bends, front hand springs, scorpion, back and front flips, splits, back-bend kick over, cartwheel, no hand skills, areoles, and other flexible stuff.

After doing one more back flip, I stopped. I was breathing heavily. I took off my blindfold, letting my eyes adjust. When my vision was clear-er, I looked around. Everyone had there mouths hung open.

They all clapped. I bowed and gave my blind fold to Mr. William. "Impressive. Now tell me, how come your so flexible?" he asked.

    I cleared my throat. "I was in gymnastics for 5 years. But stopped when I injured my ankle when doing a back handspring. But I still practiced so I stay as flexible as a pretzel."

    He nodded. I sat next to Samantha. Francesca and Samantha complimented me and how they wish they were as bendable as a pretzel. I thanked them and watched the others. After everyone was done, we hit the showers.

After my shower, I wrapped my towel firmly around myself. I slid my undergarments on and changed into my shorts and crop top. I slid my vans on and brushed my hair. I grabbed my bag and gym bag. I turned to Samantha and she looked up.

"Done!" she said, after she finished tying her shoelace. She grabbed her stuff and we went to Francesca. She looked at us and smiled. Together, we walked out of the gym. We walked out of the school and said goodbye. We went our separate ways. I got in my car and waited for Sapphire. Sapphire got into the car and drove home.

We made small talk along the ride to the house. I parked the car and got out. I unlocked the front door and went inside. My nose immediately picked up the scent of cookies. I dropped my bag and ran to the kitchen. There I found my wonderful mother taking cookies out of the oven.

"Ooh! Cookies!" I squealed. I took one and immediately dropped it. I hissed in pain and glared at the cookie. "Bad cookie!" I hissed, pointing my finger at it. My mom chuckled and shook her head. "Your very weird Taylor. Why do I have a weird daughter?" she joked.

I rolled my eyes and laughed. "I don't know mom. Maybe it's from you," I suggested, jokingly. She fake gasped and pretended to be hurt. "That hurts my feelings! Maybe its from your father," she said, grabbing a cookie.

I took out 2 glass cups and poured milk into it. I set one in front of my mom and me. I took a cookie, happy it warmed up. I took a bite moaned at the taste. My mom makes the best cookies. Someone took a big chunk of my cookie and popped it in their mouth. I turned around and saw my dad chewing the chocolate goodness.

"Hey! My cookie! Daddy, theres plenty of cookies on the tray! Why mine?" I whined, looking at my dad. Sapphire walked in and took the rest of my cookie in her mouth. Everyone laughed at my face. My mouth hung open and my eyes were as big as saucers.

"Not my twin! Why do you all torture me by stealing what I love!" I dramatically whined. My dad took my milk and gulped it down. I took a cookie and ripped a tiny piece then threw it at my dad. Sapphire, my dad and mom laughed at my childish actions. I pouted and crossed my arms. "Everyone just loves to take my cookies and milk today," I said.

Everyone laughed and I laughed with them. The rest of the afternoon consisted of laughing, talking and catching up with things. Everyone helped mom make dinner. While making dinner, Sapphire played music on her speakers. We all singed and danced along the beat of the music. I love times like these when I can just bond with the family.

After dinner, I said goodnight to my parents. I kissed their cheeks and went upstairs. I changed into PJ's and climbed into bed. Once my head hit the pillow, I was out like a light.
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sorry! Too busy!! I have an upcoming project and douches at school to take care of. Not really douches but really weird people who make me laugh. Here's a chapter

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