~~Chapter six~~
Layla's POV
Today is Wednesday, the day I've been so nervous about. But I've overcome that, at least this year I'll have my mum, friends and my very loving boyfriend have come to support me.
The past couple of days I had my friends say, "We're making posters for your comp." I begged them not to do that, but we'll find out if they actually do it at my comp.
I had my morning shower, I put my leotard on and also my track suits. I put my hair in a tight pony tail, I put my shoes on and walked downstairs. I made myself breakfast, and then I grabbed my car keys.
I drove to the competition, blasting the music out of the speakers. That always calms me down. I arrived at the gymnasium shortly after my friends and mum. Someone puts their hands over my eyes and say guess who, I had a total freak out and I turned around and punched their face. I was panicking a lot, I turned around and saw Luke on the ground with a slightly bruised eye.
"Sorry, I really hate the guess who game. That always happens." I quietly say. He got up on his feet and said, "You ruined my beautiful face, how am I supposed to get girls like this?" He asked me with frustration. "Easy you stop your gross obsession." I say slightly louder. "Layla, you need to learn some things about women." He starts, "Don't bother I don't want to know." I say.
"Hey gorgeous, you look very beautiful today." Blake says and then he gives me a kiss. I smile and I hug him. "Are you ok Layla, your shaking." He asked me with a concerned voice. "Blake calm down, I'm just nervous that I'm doing this in front of you guys." I say pointing to my friends and lastly Blake. "Don't worry babe you'll be fantastic." He told me all cheery again.
We walked into the building, where I'm greeted by my coach. "Ok Layla, all you have to do is go and do your best today. Forget all about your distractions and nerves, go in there and do the best to your ability." My coach Stacey tells me. I smile at how she doesn't care what I place, like my old coach.
I was starting on beam today, all of my routines had all the hardest skills they had to offer. After my 30 minutes on warm up I made my way to the beam. I presented to the judges and did my routine, that involved backflip-back sault, front sault, back layout. A split change ring leap, and a double turn with my leg at horizontal. I did my layout twist dismount and I presented to the judges to signal I had finished my routine. I turned to my friends and gave them a small wave and their facial expressions had just dropped into a gigantic o. They were still clapping though, they cheered a lot as well. And I swore I heard Blake say "She's my girlfriend." Which I just laughed at.
I blow him a kiss and walk to Macey, "That was the best routine I've seen you do in years." She told me and she gave me a hug. "Is it because of that boy?" She asked me. "Are you talking about Blake?" I ask her. "Yes ever since you've been with him your so much happier." She tells me. "Yeah, when we were apart it was unbearable, but now he's back in my life and I couldn't be any happier." I said smiling with glee. "Wait you've been out with him before?" She said confused. "Yep when I was thirteen we dated, we broke up because he moved away." I said remembering the day he broke up with me.
I look at what I scored on beam, and I was really happy with it 9.88 out of 10.
Once everyone else finished their routines for the rotation. I moved to floor, bars and vault. All of them had ran so smoothly. On vault I scored 9.6 out of 10, on bars I scored a 9.95 out of 10 bars it's my favourite apparatus and the one I do best at. And finally on floor I got a 9.7 out of 10. So overall I had gotten a score of 39.13, I was so proud of what I achieved today.
I never believed that my friends would be so supportive of my gymnastics life. Whenever I was up they'd all scream and cheer like there was no tomorrow. It surprised me even more that my dad came to watch me for the first time I've done gymnastics. I seriously wonder why he's here, I don't care now because he once said to me that he was never going to go to one of my comps. He obliviously does care a lot about me, despite what he recently did to me.
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All Because Of Him
Teen FictionLayla Jones is a star gymnast, one of the best her age. Her dream ever since she little, was to become an Olympic Gymnast. She once believed in love. But he crushed her. Since then she didn't bother with boys. What happens when Blake Conners come ba...