Story of an Ice Skating Queen.

Chapter 11: Tutus and Ice.

This morning I was rudely awoken by Kristal in her training clothes and ponytail, the conversation that went on between us went a little like this: "Jinna will you please wake up sweetie?" "No. It's Saturday are you kidding me?"  "Jinna please for the last time wake up!!!" Came her screaming voice before I angrily  throw back the covers. So after breakfast it was time for the execution. And with that said it brings us here in the morgue  otherwise known as the training room. "Now Jinna it's still a while before the Semi's but we still need to work at this like the champs are tomorrow!!! Understand?" "Yeah." I mumble still sleepy from last night's fun time!  "All right." she says and hits the dreaded song...."Beethoven's 5th". That does it I'm not doing the Macerena and freezing my butt off with Beethoven present, so I tie my last lace and then skate over to the boom box, grab my satchel and pull out my mix of T.I, J-Cole and Lady Gaga,  put it in and then stare her down from the middle of the room. "I ain't performing with some classical dead guy in the room. I mean it's fine if you want me to do the Cotton Eye Joe in my night clothes but not this on no condtions is this ok!!" "All right, have it your way." she reluctantly says. I smile politely, turn on Lady Gaga's "Bad Romance" and let loose. And let me tell you it wasn't the worst moment of my life. The ice scraping under my feet gave me a sense of doing what I want but in a different way and the breeze that was blowing my hair made me feel like Lady Gaga in skates and a tutu. Then the most amazing thing happens when the middle comes I do a double lutz and  then a figure 8. That's when I hear Kristal clapping madly and hitting the stop button and skating across the ice to scoop me up in a GIANT hug and for the first time in my life I didn't care or squirm  I just let her hug me and I hugged her.

Later on as I was coming back from visiting my sister Kristal stops me in my tracks. "Jinna will you sit down for a minute with me?" "Sure." I say and hop off my skateboard. "You know at first I was a little harsh with you and the whole training thing....Am I right?" "Yeah a little bit." is my response "Well I was looking for a new Krista and I thought that you were the one.....but you're not. Now I realize that." "Yeah Everyone thinks we're one in the same. But the truth is I'm more like mom...a punk and a rebel, basically a free spirit in my dad's book. Krista's more of a people pleaser. She hates when she lets down someone when she took weeks to please them. But now that you see the contrast I believe it's important that we both come to an understanding Kristal." "OK like what?" "Well for starters I'm sorry for being so resistant about training." "And I'm sorry for pushing you to hard and being so pushy. You can  resign if you want." That's when I tell her: "Not in a million years. I'm on a roll now." She laughs and then looks at me and says: "Hey Karaen is with her boyfriend tonight.Why don't we hit the bowling alley and then the arcade?" I smile and we race to her 1969 Ford Mustang in our leather jackets and skinny jeans.