Random Rants

Save Your Spotlight Pt. 1

It's not every day that you somehow find yourself in a spotlight. It's either your 15 minutes of fame, or that fame you'll have for the rest of your life. But if we're talking about me, I have that 15 minutes of fame. I have the spotlight for some time, and then I just get boring, and they move onto someone else.

I'm a figure skater who had come from Switzerland back to Russia. I heard my childhood friend Yuri was back home again, so I decided to pay a visit to the lil' punk. You might be wondering,

"How does she know Yuri Plisetsky?"

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Now it's STORY TIME!!!
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Well, we met at the ice skating rink at a young age. I was 10 while he was 9. I was figure skating in the rink for what seemed like the 10th time, and I noticed a slightly shorter blonde boy on the ice along with me. I smiled to myself as I thought,

company, finally

But my smile disappeared as quick as fire in water, as I was concentrating on my skating. I continued my skating, and landed a triple salchow. After that I landed a triple double combination, and and later on did a quadruple Lutz.

Yakov, my coach, did not appreciate my extra addition of the quadruple Lutz, when it was originally a triple Lutz. Yakov then started yelling at me. I scoff and tell him,

"I probably won't even win the gold if I don't buck up and land that stupid quad! Get off the case ya geezer!"

I shout at the old man, and I see the blonde kid snickering. I skate over to him and ask,

"And who might you be?"

My height almost intimidated him, but he kept his composer. "Plisetsky, Plisetsky Yuri." He told me with confidence.

(C-O-N F-I-D E-N-T THAT'S ME, I'M CON-FI-DENT! Lmao I like my life don't kill me )

I lift up his chin and make him look at me. I let go and ask Yakov,

"Is Shorty over here gonna practice with me from now on?"

I ask him. Yuri scoffs and says,

"I'm not short!"

I retorted,

"Yeah, and pigs fly."

That made him shut up. I snickered and started my routine again.

Now, timeskip three years and you find me and Yuri in the rink again. It's when he landed his first quadruple salchow.

I started my new routine with Yuri, since he started to get a hang of it. I started with a quadruple salchow, and to my surprise, Yuri ended up doing it with me. Yuri had dancing eyes and he looked slightly relieved at his accomplishment.

I high five the kid, while I hear Yakov shouting at the both of us. Yuri and I yell,

"Oh just shut it ya old hag!"

I skated over to where the seating area was, along with Yuri.

"Tch, no one gets it...."

I mumble to myself. I then see the famous Viktor Nikiforov. My eyes sparkle with recognizance. He said something about a deal if we both win without using quads, he'll coach the both of us. Yuri agreed to the promise, but Yakov stopped me from agreeing.

"(Y/n) cannot accept, she has to move to Switzerland for a special school of figure skating."

I was shocked. Yuri looked pissed.