Gymnast Styles

Chapter 13

I still had some practices but no meet this weekend so I was free to do whatever I wanted to do. This Thursday Harry and I are going to surprise a visit with Gemma. I'm excited to do that because we are going to all go to New York for three days. I'm sad that I'll miss some gym time and spending time with Oliver.

I was hanging out with Oliver in my room and doing school work with him when he showed me something in the media about Harry.

"Look! This article claims Harry is bringing Kendall with him to New York!" Oliver said showing me the article on his phone. He handed me the phone to read the horrid article.

"No way in hell! I'm not going if she is going. Why would Harry tell me though?" I said in a cruel, harsh tone. I was trying so Harry not to throw Oliver's phone at the wall right now.

Oliver and I decided we would go up to the park and play some football(soccer) to get my mind off of the Harry and Kendall subject. I was later going to have a talk with Harry about this. If she does go someone better be holding me back at all times before I would rip the false face right off that girl.

Harry was no where to be found in the house, so I left the note saying about Oliver and I. We grabbed an old football I had in the back and started walking up the street. I lived five minutes away. The streets were very calm for being only 2:30 p.m. When Oliver and I got to the park and started kicking the ball around a wind started to pick up. The old swing set started to make the creaking noise, while the swings moved back and forth. It looked like a bad rain storm was coming. There was a nearby shed if Oliver and I needed it.

We tried calling his parents and Harry but we got no signal. It was strange that all this was happening. All of the sudden, a bolt of lightning struck as the thunder rumbled knocking a telephone wire down crashing right before our eyes. This was not just a regular storm. This was a severe rain storm and we needed to take cover quick.

Jack and I darted for the shed. We weren't far from it but who knows anything could happen. As we reached the door of the shed we found in opened and got it. Both pushing the door together from the strong wind. The shed was pitch black, except for the flashlights on our phones. I tried calling Harry one more time.

"Hello? Mia?" Harry said sounding as if he just woke up from sleeping. What in the hell is he doing at a time like this.

"Harry! Oliver and I are stuck in the park shed from the huge rain storm. It isn't safe for us to be outside! You should-" I was panicking for words trying to get them out before the signal was lost again, but it didn't work. I had suddenly lost the signal to Harry. Oliver and I were most likely stuck outside in a bad rain and lighting storm. We had to let the storm pass before we could go outside to get home.

Harry had came for us once the storm stopped. It was a strange storm,though. It was bad enough to make people stay in their homes, but not bad enough to hit down trees or destroy anything majorly like a tornado.
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A day or so after that I had gymnastics practice. I just wasn't really looking forward to it. I wanted to relax all day, but the leotard that was sticking to my sweaty body thought otherwise. I was doing my double pikes when I suddenly just stopped doing them. I finished doing one fine and then, bam! I wasn't able to do any again. I started flipping out! I haven't had mental blocks since I was like nine! I just never got those things anymore. I couldn't believe it! I knew I had to go get a drink of water and breath. I had to relax myself first before I try it again. I hated having spot but I didn't want to freak myself out anymore, so I went up to Coach and asked for spot. Coach wasn't very happy to have me say I couldn't do that skill anymore. I just pushed myself to to get it though. Even through all the pain that I had in my back and neck.

My coach had told me to come back tomorrow to get the skill by myself because I can't stress myself about it. I honestly was beating myself down on losing the skill. I hated that. If I want to go to the Olympics I can't do stupid, childish mistakes like this. No Olympic gymnast does things like this. It's impossible.