Solos contra el mundo - Simbar (On hold- updates soon)

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Guess who's back??? That's right and this fic!

So many of you asked and couldn't just leave here so here is and early Christmas gift for everyone.

Thanks again for all the comments and the support! It means the world to me and this story. Keep them coming!

Can we get this fanfic to #1 Simbar again? Let's see...

Ámbar Smith

These last 2 hours were pure hell...

We had to watch other teams' performances, amazing might I add, getting more and more nervous after each one.

The level of this competition is without doubt fierce. Yes one or two teams are a little weaker or had a bad day, however most of them skate like professionals.

I saw tricks I had never seen before, people jump higher than what should be humanely possible and a girl who turned faster than the wind. This actually made me nauseous. Not only because of the dizziness it provoked, but also because it led me to second guess everything I did.

Was I good enough?

Simón tried to make me eat in more than one occasion, though the thought of food was enough to make my stomach hurt. Tobias and Lucas would take the food I reject, eating without even thinking. That's their way of handling stress.

Emilia is another case... When she is nervous her temper is even worse so we have to talk as little as possible with her and think very well about we are going to say, otherwise she will be mean and she won't regret it.

I understand her since I was once like that... I was just better at hiding it, which is apparently why Matteo didn't learn anything from it.

He stayed between the two of us the whole time, trying to calm Emilia, only to get into a fight with her. It would be hilarious if it didn't make me want to throw them out of the window.

- Can't you two love birds take it to the changing rooms? - I shouted at some point.

Simon and boys laughed, while Emilia tried to murder me with her gaze. Matteo just blushed.

After that we waited quietly, siting on one of the rows of chairs while the jury deliberated. Simon held my hand, caressing the back of it. Emilia played with her hands, and moved her legs non stop. Only Tobias and Lucas chatted about some of the moves they saw, planning to include them in future routines.

The jury finally arrives, calling everyone's attention and the teams to the rink.

We stand quickly, holding hand and Simon pecks me on the lips before we skate to our spot.

Emilia could crush my hand with how tightly she holds it but I don't say anything, knowing that part of her anxiety is because of me.

- Welcome back! Thank you for waiting. The results are in and before we reveal them, I wanted to take this moment to say you all did great! It was very difficult to choose the three best teams... - announces a woman, one of the juries.

- So let's start, shall we? In third place, the team who got 84/100 points is... Skating Stars!

She calls the team of the girl who turned faster than I had ever seen and my heart sinks.

If they are in third place, will we get any?

After receiving their price and medals, they had back to their spot with smiles on their faces.

It's my turn to grip Tobias and Emilia's hands tighter.

- Advancing to the second place, a team who got 88/100 points! And they are... Velocity!