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Last Chance
Bella POV
The beam finals were going to be the last chance for me to make something out of my career. And I wasn't going to let that chance slip out of my hands yet again. I can do it. I really can. I wouldn't make the same mistake ever again.
I tried to calm myself down as I watched Rhiannon's beam routine. Rhiannon was amazing, the way her back was arched in her jumps, how her handsprings were prefect, and the way she could stick every dismount. I envied her calmness, her confidence. But I told myself, I could do that too, all I had to do was believe in myself.
'And Isabella Swan is up again. Although she is expected to do well, she took a hard fall earlier today in the vault finals achieving only a score of 13.35…'
Wow, what a helpful commentator, reminding me of my failure. I tried to pull myself together. I told myself again and again I could do this. My fall didn't matter anymore. Beam had nothing to do with my vault. And if I could pull this routine off… well, I would be half way to the Olympics, performing at Worlds… which was exactly what I wanted.
'Swan does a somersault onto the beam with a perfect landing. Double handspring followed by layout! She isn't wobbling at all, what a good start of this routine for her. Pike jump. Oh, look at the way her back arches in that jump…'
Yes! I was doing it. I had complete control over myself. This routine was going to be perfect I could feel it. Then I would get the perfect score, go to worlds…
'Oh, she does an Omelianchik! She's getting ready for her dismount. Let's see what she's going to do… Round off, back handspring, oh and a beautiful double back layout! This could be it for Swan, if she can just stick it…'
I knew I could do it. I bent my knees as my feet once again smashed into the mat. My feet, weren't moving. I couldn't believe it my feet weren't moving. I had done it! I stuck my dismount! I beamed happily and saluted the judges.
My dad pulled me into a big huge, 'Bella I knew you could do it! That was really fantastic. Just point your toes a teeny bit more it would have been perfect, but no matter I bet you are going to get a perfect score.'
'Ohmygosh Bella that was absolutely amazing!' Rhiannon grinned, 'I told you you could do it!'
'Thankyou so much guys! Thankyou so much Rhiannon you were the most amazing friend ever I love you. Oh and your routine was amazing as well!' I exclaimed.
'Rhiannon Johnson, 15.95'
'Ohmygosh Rhiannon well done!' I hugged Rhiannon who seemed too surprised to move. Everyone was running up to us know. Rhiannon's coach, James, was overjoyed. 'Rhiannon this is it. You did it. I'm so proud of you!'
I left Rhiannon alone with her coach and other friends to celebrate, thinking hard. I really really thought that my beam routine was good enough to be in the top five, maybe I'd even get a medal for it. But there was a lot of competition here. I turned to watch the next beam finalist.
'And next up is Kirsty Daley! This girl won the world champion title for beam last year. Ladies and gentlemen, this is the girl to watch. She starts with a punch front onto the balance beam followed by a perfect aerial cartwheel. Roundoff and back handspring. Ooh, she lands right at the edge of the beam one more step and she would have fallen off…'
I watched Kirsty Daley with envy and amazement. She was oh so good. She would at least get a score of 16, maybe even higher. But if she falls… it would mean I would have a better chance to win. No, I couldn't think like that. I couldn't wish others bad luck, everyone should have a chance. I bit my lip and continued to watch this stunning routine.
'…And now for her dismount. You can see the concentration in her eyes. There is a lot of pressure on this young lady. Here she goes, front walkover, front handspring, and double pike! She sticks it!'
I waited until Kirsty had saluted the judges and went up to congratulate her.
'Well done Kirsty! You totally rocked that routine!'
All I got in response to that was a glare.
Wow, being a world champion has totally gotten to that girl's mind. I really wouldn't want to be on a team with her. She really needs to learn how to respect other competitors.
'Hey Rhiannon! What's that Kirsty's problem?'
Rhiannon stuck her tongue out, 'That girl can be a real snob at times. She's competition, too competitive at times. I avoid her as much as I can.'
Then my dad appeared by my side, 'Bella, your score is coming up soon.'
Suddenly I felt butterflies fluttering in my stomach, my throat became dry. I closed my eyes tight, 'Oh god, please let me get a high score…'
'Isabella Swan, 14.855'
I gasped. 'T-t-that's pretty good right dad?'
'Well, for you, it's amazing I'm so proud of you,' but I could see it in my dad's eyes - disappointment.
I knew with that score, there would be a very big chance that I wouldn't get in the top ten, no matter how perfect I thought my routine was.
Everything was over. I blew my last chance.
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