The Polar Bears Ice.

chapter 1:

The coldness of the air was nothing new to her. Anna had been coming places like this all her life. Yet she still couldn't help but shiver slightly as she took of her jacket and headed into the rink. Her sister waved from her usual spot.
"You think you can compete this year? The only person ive seen do a quad flip besides you is the guy who made it his signature move- Victor Nikiforov!" (Authors note I'm a hopeless piece of shiz, that can't spell, I'm sorry!) Hannah said, she was always trying to get Anna to compete. Probably cause yes, she was pretty good, but she refused everytime.
"You know I don't compete."
"Ugh, but your like one of the best skaters I've ever seen!"
"and how many is that?" Hannah shut up after that. She was doing some improv, aka, she was too lazy to create coreography to do regularly... she had her sister click her music to shuffle. First song, go
    People are puppets held together with string, there's a beutyful sadness that runs through him, as he asked me to pray to the god he doesn't belive in.
    Time and again boys are raised to be men, impatient they start, fearful they end, but here was a man morning tomorrow, he drank but finally drowned in the sorrow,
  The beginning of the song was slower and held a melody but the accustic guitar was strongly there, Anna moves slowly turning either 360s or 180 at certain points in the song. The lyrics suddenly became lighter and aireier as she started to go into her first spin.
     He could not brace up his tension, he looked in the wrong place for redemption, don't look at me with those eyes, I tried to unheave the ties, turn back the time that drew him.
   She went for her first jump, a triple axel should work. As the the word "a" popped up she would jump.
      But he couldn't be saved, A sadness runs through him, through him.
      Time and again boys are raised to be men,impatient they start, fearful they end, but here was a man mourning tomorrow, he drank but finally drowned in his sorrow.
    She started going around the rink gracefully turning and doing smaller spins, she goes into another one right about, now.
        He could not brace up his tension,he looked in the wrong place for redemption, don't look at me with those eyes,I tried to unheave the ties, turn back the time that drew him.
As that last part went on she changed the type of spin regularly enough that it could go for a long time yet still be different from itself.
        But he couldn't be saved, a sadness runs through him, through him.
    Double toe loop. Good.
         Don't look.... don't look....don't....dont. don't look at me with those eyes, I tried to unheave the ties, turn back the time that drew him.
     After the final spin during the music break it was time. And... Quad flip!
         But he couldn't be saved, no! He coulnt be saved! a sadness runs trough him, through him! A sadness runs trough him, sadness runs through him.
   As the song faded out she slowly came to a stop as she realized she had just landed a quad flip, sure it was a little off but she got all the turns in and landed it. She was breathing heavily, seeing as she was tired, she looks up and her sister had stopped the music, and was typing away on her phone.
"Quad flip number 2, complete!"
"Woo, I did 2 quad flips in my lifetime, I'm set!" Anna said with a tired triumphance. This repeat of song and improv wend on for about 2 hours before the rink opened to the public. Aka, people who would film her. And put it on the Internet. Which would be more irritating than anything else really.
  "That was awesome!" Hannah said as she turned off the last dong, which was of course beethoven virus.
  " what would be more awesome is if I took a nap." Anna said, heavily panting as she removed her skates and traded them for regular shoes, blue hightop converse.
  "Hey at least we are number one didn't come on." Hannah laughed.
  " that would have been interesting though." Anna laughed with her sister.
  They made there way back home, which was only like a couple blocks from the rink, the cold new York air pricked at them as breezes cut in like needles. Christmas decorations were already up, they were long before Thanksgiving anyway, I mean Halloween was YESTERDAY people. (AN: I may or may not be ranting on my own personal peeves, sorry...)
   They walked up the steps to their apartment building. They actually lived in a good sized loft, pretty big for new York city anyways. That was still for 4 people it was actually sized pretty perfectly. Her sister continued to type on her phone impatiently, And a loud sigh was heard.
  "Is jeena being stupid again" Anna asked.
  "N-oh, yes." Anna qwirked her eyebrow at her Sisters response to her but she shrugged it off. She made herself a bowl of apple Jacks and she handed Hannah a bowl of frosted flakes and she started devouring them like a monster. She sighed, finished her cereal, and then went to her room to nap as her sister plopped on the couch. Anna flopped on her bed and fell asleep within muinutes. Dreaming of whatever the hell people dream of.

End of chapter.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter. And thank you for reading! Smiles and shit!