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The Nationals

Bella POV

I took a deep breath. This was what I had worked for my whole life. Nothing else mattered. I've done this vault too many times, but this was something else entirely. This was the national championships. It could mean the start of a new life. If I was in the top five for this I would qualify for the worlds. The worlds. Then I ran.

'Isabella Swan is up. 17 years old, very consistent girl, daughter of Olympic medalist Charlie Swan. There are high expectations of this girl, and off she goes! A round off! Now will you look at the height of that spring! One and a half twist. This is brilliant. But can she stick it? …'

I felt the air rush past me as I finished my twisting. I strained every muscle to stick the landing. But could I do it? I was nervous, very nervous. Suddenly I lost control, and I smashed into the landing mat on my bottom.

'Here comes her landing. Oh no! She takes a hard fall on her rear end! The judges definitely cannot ignore that.'

I felt tears rushing to my eyes. I had messed up. I took a step back into the competition area and saluted the judges. It was over.

I saw my dad running towards me. My dad never gives up on me. He'd always tell me there's always next time. But this was the nationals! There will be no 'next time' for me. Vault is my best event! And I screwed up on it.

'Baby it's okay,' my dad comforted me, 'You have the beam finals to go! There's still a path to the Olympics! Come on baby, stop crying!'

'Dad!' I sobbed 'It's not bloody okay! You know that beam is my weakness. There will be no way I'm going to come in the top five and go to worlds. Let's just face it, I'm a failure and I always was!'

With another sob, I ran away, away from the crowd, away from my caring dad. I just couldn't take it all anymore.

I slumped down on the ground in the changing rooms. I just couldn't believe it. All my life I had been working towards the Worlds and the Olympics and I had ruined it. It was no one's fault but mine. I had thrown everything away. My life was over.

'Bella? Are you okay?'

I looked up. It was Rhiannon Johnson. She was the most amazing gymnast ever with so much talent. The talent I would never have. Rhiannon grabbed hold of my arms and pulled me up.

'Bella, cheer up girl. You've worked most of your life on gymnastics. Don't just give up. Go wow everything with your beam routine. I know you can do it.'

I took a deep breath and looked up at her. 'You really think so?'

'Bella, I'm absolutely positive! If anyone can do it you can!'

'B-b-but beam is my weakness.'

'There are no weaknesses Bella. Just confidence. Believe in yourself and you can do it, and even if you can't. Everyone would have known you gave it your best. You could go away knowing that you tried.'

I took another breath and wiped away my tears.

'I can do this. I will do this,' I told myself.

Rhiannon beamed, 'I know you're going to rock the judge's socks off!'

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