Chapter 1
The start
Hi, my name is Oliva Smith but everybody calls me Livi. I grew up with
with my mom because my dad died in a plane crash. Ever since that day, I dedicated my life to gymnastics.
I am 12 years old. I'm in Pre comp gymnastics looking to move up to compitive. Well, really I can move up to compitive but my mother just dosn't have the time of day to drive to practices 4 times a week. We are a rich family. Yup, we are a family. She recantly got ingaged with her boyfriend John. Anyways, my moms job is an actress on the show Young And The Restless. Meanwhile John is the host of Survivor. Enough with this, lets get to my never ending story
Chapter 2
Gymnast like you and me
" Livi! Get up your going to be late for your first day of grade 8!" My mom hollard down the hallway. "Errrg!" I reasponded back. I looked at my IPhone and it screamed 8:00 on it. Oh no! " Crap!" I screamed to myself which ended up being super loud because I woke up my baby sister Alyssa and my mom came in and gave me a dirty look. " Olivia, you woke up your baby sister!" she said in silence. " Mom she's not my baby sister, she's 2 and a half." I say so annoyed because me and my mother have this conversation almost everyday.
" Just whatever, don't forget you have to pick Alyssa up after school and then Johns going to bring you two to your gymnastics class. Got it?" she said starring in my eyes the entire time. " Yup!" I say popping the p. " Good." now what did you do wi- " I cut her off " Mommmm I have to get ready now get out." I say in my whiney Pre teen voice. My mom does not even say anything back. She just leaves. I go get dressed and since it's Tuesday I don't wear what I consider my lazy clothes. I walk into my huge walk in closet.
There I find my absolute favourite dark jean short shorts. I also throw on an Ardenes top that was horizontal strips that we're hot pink and the rest were white. I loved that top because it was a tie shirt and I love that style of shirts. After I'm done I grab a pair of Ardene sneaker and run to the bathroom realizing it's 8:15 and I halve to be out the door at 8:35. I turn on my curler and start brushing my teeth. About 10 minutes later I'm completely ready. I rush out the door to catch the bus.
As usual my BFF's Cloe, Amber and Avery are waiting there " Hey girl" I hear Cloe call out to me. " Hey! Are you exited for the first day of grade eight?" I ask " Of course!" All the girls say together exept Amber " What's wrong Amby?" i ask impaciantly. "Everything's okay it's just uh never mind I'm fine...." she says shyer then normal " Okay if you say so" Cloe says. But Avery stands there queit. That's when I know something's up.
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Gymnast like me
Teen FictionThis is my first ever story on here so please don't hate comment. I hope you enjoy this gymnasts story of how she got to the Olympics.