The Fallen

Chapter 3

Disclaimer: I do not own YYH. I wish I did but while it looks like hell is freezing over I still don't.

Rayne walked into the large gymnasium to find her coach. He should be here by now. she thought. He was nowhere to be seen. Well I guess I should just go change and then start practicing without him. She walked over to the side and went through the door to the women's locker room. She quickly went over to her designated locker and opened it. There was already a pair of tight fitting body armor pants and a sleeveless top to match. They were both purple with black stripes along the side as to her pre order. She quickly changed into them and set back out for the gym. She walked out to the center

The gym was decorated in the bright and bold colors of red, black, and yellow. There were mats that spanned the entire gym floor. There are large bars for summer salts and stuff of the sort. There is a large trampoline to the side for working on flips. There's also a set of weights that sits beside a mirror. There are long rows of fabric that dangle from the ceiling for trapeze artists to work on their balancing. There are balance beams just off from the center of the room also.

After Rayne did her usual stretches she walked over to the large trampoline and climbed to the center. She slowly worked her way up to speed, and then started jumping higher. She first did a back flip then twisted herself while she was in the air to land facing forward. She then started doing all sorts of twists and turns on the trampoline then jumped off the side and landed on her feet bowing. She all of a sudden heard a clapping on the other side of the gym. When she looked there was a young man standing in the door way that was right beside the large mirror.

"You did an excellent job. I have to admit I wasn't expecting you to be so good."The young man said. He had black hair with brown eyes. He was taller than her but that wasn't a real shocker. His hair was short and spiky. He was dressed in the usual sweat suit that all coaches seem to wear (a/n: what they do!).

"I don't need some kid to train me I want a professional." She said. The man looked offended by what she said.

"I've trained all of the last 3 winners of the Olympics young lady. I am the best in the business." He crossed his arms over his chest looking at her stubbornly.

"Fine. I suppose I could let you train me." She put her nose up in the air making her look very snooty.

"then lets get started. My name is Mr. Nakagawa but you can call me coach."



"Fine I'll be sure to do that. What are we going to start with, coach." She emphasized he word coach a little more than the rest of the words.

"We're going to work on the balance beam."

"Alright." She gracefully walked over to the balance beam and climbed up on it, that was when she heard him turn on the music. He played the new Seether cd (a/n: no I do not own Seether just in case you were wondering). She started off by just walking back and forth from one end of the beam to the other then when she got back to where she had began she didn't turn around but did 3 back flips until she got to the end of the beam. The coach walked back over to her and said," you could use some more balance on your feet…they seem to shake when you land. Have you been in an accident recently?" He asked.

"No. I've been perfectly safe. Can't be getting injured before the Olympics." Rayne tried to remain calm, but she was having trouble. She wanted to get things done faster.

"Alright. Well you need to practice more. The judges will mark you down for having wobbly ankles. You've done a good enough job for today. Meet me here tomorrow same time for more practice. Don't forget to start a daily running schedule. You need to be fit for the Olympics." He said.

"I will be." Rayne then turned, jumped off the balance beam, and walked back into the locker room. She quickly changed into her street clothes which consisted of a black short sleeve t-shirt with bitch written across the chest and a pair of hip huggers. She then took off her dancing shoes and put on her etnies (a/n: don't own.). She picked up her messenger bag and her purse and left the building. She walked down the road until she hit town and decided to drop into starbucks for coffee (a/n: don't own) She walked up to the counter and ordered a blended caramel macchiato with whip and sprinkles (a/n: what it's my drink! It makes me a yummy in my tummy!) after that she walked around the town taking in all the sights. Finding nothing interesting she hailed a cab and took her ride home. When she got there she paid the cabbie and went into her house. Her parents were sitting in the living room doing what they usually do. Her mother watches Food Network and her father reads the newspaper. She walked in and they looked at her as she sat on the other remaining seat on the love seat. They have one red lay-z-boy (A/n: don't own) and a red loveseat. Their walls were painted that same bright red. They had maple hard wood floors with a black throw rug over most of the room. It also has a glass coffee table in front of the loveseat. There's a 32" high def television parallel from the loveseat. There are shelves on either side of the TV filled with various movies. The house is nice but functional.

Rayne turns to her mom and says," I hate my trainer." Her mom looks away from the TV to stare at her child.

"This was the first time you've met the guy. He can't be all that bad."

"Well he was. He's too young and he's far too arrogant." Rayne looked intensely into her mother's eyes.

"Just give him a shot. If you don't like him better then I'll pay for you to have a new one at the end of the week."



"Hn." Was all she said then she stood and headed up to her bed room. The door was shut tightly so she had to open it. She walked into her room and took out her sketch pad once again glad to have the time to draw and began drawing a rose. After she was finished she got out her pens and started coloring it. She colored it black with what looked like blood dripping off the petals. She lifted up the sketch pad and admired her art. She heard the word "Beautiful." Said behind her. It startled her so she looked behind her.

END chapter 3

a/n: alright so that was chapter 3. Let me know what you think. Don't forget Read and Review!