Abbegail’s P.O.V.
“Now it’s time to announce what her score on floor is. The judges gave her an 18! That’s amazing. That has never happened before!”
I did it! I got first, for sure! I don’t think it’s possible for someone else to get a perfect score on everything again. I guess I’ll see later though. That’s one of the down falls of being second in going. You have to wait forever until you’re able to be placed.
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“And now it’s time to announce the competitors who won 4th, 3rd, 2nd, and 1st today. It was a very tough call though. In fourth place, from the USA team, Carly Lucas. In third place, who’s from the china team, Mai Ting. Second place goes to Brittney O’Neal from the London team.”
OH MY GOODNESS!!!! Brittney got 2nd! What if I get first??? What if I don’t??? I'm going to go insane if they don’t already tell us. I really hope I get first! I have worked all day and almost all night to get this far and I'm not stopping now.
“Drum roll please. I will now announce the person who won first place. The person who got first is……… Abbegail Clark, also from the London team.”
I did it! I really did it! I make my way up to the podium balling my eyes out. This can’t be happening! My gymnastics career isn’t over! Everyone’s going to be so happy for me. That is everyone other than my mom. Stop!! I'm not going to think about that right now. This is supposed to be a happy moment. Let’s keep it like that, shall we? Someone hands me a bouquet of roses and a medal around my neck.
“Everyone please give a huge round of applause to our Olympians that are the best of the best out if the whole world.”
The applause seem like they go on forever. Finally were allowed to go back to our teams. Before I can even put down my awards, someone picks me up from behind and spins me around.
“I knew you could do it from the start. How about tonight we celebrate at my house? We will have a few drinks and party like there’s no tomorrow.”
“Sounds good. Just let me get my bag and stuff.”
We’re going to have so much fun. I’ll just have one drink, that’s it. I'm not going to get drunk. I will remember everything in the morning. No worries what so ever. Since I'm going to remember everything in the morning I won’t do anything ill regret later.
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Why can’t Louis and Zayn get back with the drinks fast enough? I just want to have a good time and forget about my mom and all the lies she tells.
“Were back! Did you miss us?” Louis yells through the house.
We all rush up to him to see that he has 5 cases of beers. I don’t think we need that much. I grab one so I can get this party started. I feel it starting to kick in. Maybe I’ll have another one. As I finish the last swig of my second one everything starts to get all fuzzy.
Liam’s P.O.V.
Why am I friends with these people? They drink WAY too much and are psycho almost every minute of the day. It hasn’t even been an hour and all of them are already wasted. This is going to be a long night.
“I'm freeeeee!!!!!!” oh lord, Harry went commando. That’s just what I need.
“I’m a super lion with wings!!!!” Louis can be so retarded sometimes.
“Ssstttoooooppp, you’re messing up my haaiirrr!!” Zayn yells at himself.
Huh that’s weird, Niall and Abbegail are being pretty quiet. I wonder where they are. I hear some movement upstairs so I start to make my way in the direction. I have to dodge Harry break dancing naked, Zayn rubbing his face all over the hard wood floor of the living room, and Louis playing with my little ponies on the floor. Where did he get those? God can only know. I push open Niall’s room to see what I never wanted to see. Niall and Abbegail are trying to make a baby in the bed. Ughhh! Why do I have to be the responsible adult when they get drunk like this?? Instead of going back down stairs to watch the live circus on the floor, I slip into my bed so I can take a little short nap.
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“AHHHH” I fall out if my bed with a thud. Hmmm, it seems a little too quiet in the house, don’t you think. I look at the clock to my left, 4 o’clock in the morning. Just great. Looking over the balcony from above, I see Zayn on the floor asleep, Louis on top of him, and Harry lying on the kitchen table. Remind me to clean that tomorrow. I'm a little nervous to see how Abbegail and Niall are laying. Neither Niall nor Abbegail can know about what happened last night. I grab a pair underwear and a tee shirt so I can dress Abbegail. She's out for the rest of the night, for sure. Once I’m done I grab a pair of Niall’s boxers and put them on him. As carefully as I can, I pick Abbegail up and lay her gently on the floor in the hallway. Whewww. Now it definitely looks like nothing happened, I hope it does anyways. Now time for me to get some sleep.
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Abbegail’s P.O.V.
Oh my gosh! My head hurts so bad. Why am I on the floor? I guess I went a little over board. What happened to my pants???? I think I'm about to be sick! I race into the hall bathroom and puke my guts out. I'm never going to drink another drink again. That was my first and last time ever doing that. Once I feel like I have nothing left, I brush my teeth and use mouthwash to get the taste out of my mouth. I make my way down to the kitchen where I see almost everyone else up. Niall still hasn’t gotten up.
“I'm never going to drink another drink again in my life!”
“That bad huh?” Zayn smirks at me.
Before I can reply, Niall walks up and wraps his arms around my waist as he pulls my back to his chest.
“The no pants look works for you.” I hear the smirk through the sentence. That’s the one thing I forgot: pants. I race up stairs and put a pair of shorts on. As I walk out the door, I hear the chorus to Brokenhearted come on my phone. I wonder who could be calling me this early in the morning.
“Hello?”
Hey everyone!!!! I thought I should update a little quicker this time. During the summer I hope to write more than I do know and hopefully finish it but between my summer assignments and vacations with the family, it might be whenever I can. It’s starting to get really good. I bet no one can guess who calls her at the end of this chapter……… remember vote, comment, and fan me if you like it!
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