Gymnast Styles

Chapter 9

After the meet I started having some bad pains in my lower right calf. At first it felt sore but then became into a more aggravating pain and swelling of the leg. I call the doctor for it and they believe it is just a sprain and swollen muscle but would like me to go and get it checked out. The doctor had also informed me that I would not be able to go to practice or even do something as simple as a handstand for at least a week.

It had already been a minute and I'm bored to death. I've already scrolled through all my social media on my phone like 800 times, ate food, and started at a blank wall. I was beyond the limit of being bored and dying. But I decided to do something that I never in a million years would think I would do. I call Harry as in Harry the brother that left me for his band.

While the phone was ringing I practiced what I was going to say but decided on just improvising. "Hello, Harry it is me."

"What's wrong Mia?" Harry said started to panic, at least that's what it sounded like.

"Well I hurt my calf at gymnastics." I said letting out a sigh. I started to pick at my nail polish that I had just put on earlier.

"Mia, would you like to come on tour with me for a month? I truly feel sorry and I really don't care what my manager says." Harry asked.

"What about gymnastics? I can't just give it up."

"I'll find a way. Just please." He was begging into the phone. Even though I hated what I was going to say next maybe would make someone else happy.

"Pick me up tomorrow at 10:00 a.m. No earlier and no later. Got it?"

"Anything, see us tomorrow."

Jeez, now I had to go and pack everything up. I also had to go and tell my gymnastics coach everything too. And lastly I would need to tell Oliver, which I hadn't seen him in a while because of a family vacation. The thing I'll miss the most about being here is Oliver and his/my friends. Oliver was sweet, fun, and funny. All of our friends were just like him too and even caring.
I didn't really want to tell him in person though because I can't show him my soft side and a text is just down low, so I wrote him a letter; more like fifty of them but only one survived.

Dear Oliver,
You are probably wondering something along the lines of why I am writing to you. Well, great question? My brother, Harry, has invited me to stay with him for a month and due to a calf injury I will be excepting his lovely offer. I do hate that I won't be as close to you, but we can still Skype and FaceTime everyday. I'm going to miss seeing your welcoming face all the time. I'll miss your contagious smile! Until next time my friend. To infinity and beyond!(yes I did just quote Toy Story, just deal with it!) I love you!!
With all love,
Mia Styles💜

And with the letter being done I went to go mail it and finishing packing before Harry had came to get me.