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Last published Sun, Oct 20, 2013
Ashlyn is 17 years old and a level 10 gymnast.
She goes to Keys Highschool and lives in Tampa, Florida. Goes to gym about 21 hours a week and in the summer about 27-29 hours.
Not only does she have to balance on the beam, she also has to balance life.
At her gym there's a girl's team and boy's team. And her only crush, Cole goes there.
Will she finally get her dream, to become an Olympic gymnast? Or will she fall in love before that can happen?
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