Olympicdream Stories

"Where's my water bottle? Dang it! That's my favorite water bottle!" I look around and see it on a table. "There it is!" "Excuse me, that's my water bottle." Someone says from behind me. "Oh, we must have the same--" I turn around and see him. His hair is wet from the pool and so are his abs and chest and stop staring! "What?" His deep voice is smooth and slightly breathy from just taking a swim. "We must just have the same, uh, water... water..." I can't think of the word. Stupid brain farts. "Water bottle?" "Yeah! Haha! That's it. Water bottle. See, uh, this one has my name on the bottom." I hold the bottom of the water bottle up to him. "Sapphire. Oh, I'm sorry. We do have the same water bottle. Mine was on the edge of the pool next to yours. I must have grabbed the wrong one." The way he said my name sent chills down my spine. He hands the water bottle back to me. "Yeah. That's probably what happened." He bends down to grab his water bottle and-- stop it, look away! "Well, nice to meet you Sapphire. I'm Rowen." "Nice to meet you too."

My dreams of being a samurai ranger is all I need to succeed. There's my dream about being a Samurai Ranger. I start out as a normal girl in high school, but one battle changed everything.

Five years ago, Anna left the ice behind. Now she has a chance at a stable future - a national chemistry final, scholarships, university. But when she returns to the capital, she steps onto the ice again. And realizes: her body remembers. Her heart does too. A chance encounter with a world champion forces the question she has tried to avoid: What matters more - safety or the dream? Because sometimes the hardest jump is the one that brings you back.