Let's Roll Out, Mate! [BOOK 1]

CHAPTER 8: THEY CALLED HER BLUE ROBIN

Edward's p.o.v

Eve was always good at gymnastics. She was a prodigy at it since she was a kid. I was young at that time but even I didn't have to be smart to know that the moment she put on that leotard and did those flips and stepped onto the beam, I knew that she was goanna be good at it.

It started when she was 3; I was watching TV while Eve was pretending to have a tea party with my action figures. I was watching an animated show about a circus boy and his two friends, a ninja and a fairy. Looking back, the show was bizarre to say the least.

It was also what sparked my sisters' hobby.

After she saw the way the circus boy did those flips and cartwheels, she went through a phase. She'd pretend she was at a circus and that she was an agile ninja. It was annoying yet hilarious and even fun at the same time.

When she learned about gymnastics when she was 4, she practically demanded our parents to sign her up for it. She managed to convince them after threatening to run away and join the circus.

While some of you out there might think that it's stupid for parents to believe such a thing from a 4 year old no less, you won't be saying that after you see her climb out the window and ride her tricycle down the streets towards god knows where.

That's exactly what Eve did and I thanked whatever luck or timing out there that made the ice-cream truck show up in our neighborhood. It distracted Eve and I managed to convince her to come home.

And so, that was how she came to be a master gymnast. I still remember the day she won her first medal.

Now, here I was, in a high school in Jasper, Nevada sitting beside my crazy thrill seeker cousin, Miko, a teenage boy who unlike her seemed responsible and sane and a brilliant 12 year old boy.

I felt a surge of pride when I saw Eve standing there in all her glory. I also noticed that she was wearing the mask that....that...that he gave her before he left. One of the last few things he gave her.

I saw the boys' reaction and struggled to keep a straight face. But I managed and then I smirked. "If you lads are goanna blink, do it now." I said.

Then Eve raised her hands above her head. I felt my pulse quicken ever so slightly. I would be lying if I said I wasn't excited to see this.

It's time for the robin to fly.

No one's p.o.v

Soon the applause died down and the air was filled with silence, the kind of silence that is so thick, you could hear a needle drop. Everyone was at the edge of his/her seat, some of them without even being aware that they were.

Some people didn't know why but there was something about this girl that separated her from the others. Her outfit was simple yet elegant and nice in its own way. Perhaps it was the mask on her face that brought an air of mystery to her. Either way, the show began.

The students watched in awe as Evelyn began to flip, somersault and handspring on the stage as though it were nothing. She performed them all, cartwheels on the floor and aerial, round offs, splits and somersaults. They watched entrapped as she leaped at almost superhuman heights and lightly land on her feet as though she was as light as a feather.

Her movements were careful yet graceful. Even the simplest split, the simplest cartwheel seemed so expressive.

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