this chapter is for:
pumbleXchook, candacecullen, e13, , DJFireHawk, twilight fan, Liz101'Twilight',Erin, andrea, kendyll, and to my ever-patient beta, Emerald Lace, who I was supposed to send this too but forgot once again.
Soundtrack:
Supergirl by Saving Jane (this isn't related, but it's my theme song, and you really should listen to it.)
Gonna Get Caught- Demi Lovato
Chapter 4
That night, I got very little sleep. For the past 3 years, I kept having nightmares about the parting scene with Edward. I tossed and turned, wanting the time to go by faster so I could out of bed. So to say the least, I was relieved when my alram went off.
I got dressed in a pink leotard and put on some sweats to cover it. Sliding my feet into flip flops, I skipped breakfast as usual and headed out the door.
Jacob was already there when I arrived and he looked so nervous, you would think he was about to perform on American Idol, not go to a gymnastics practice that was for his benefit.
"Hi." he gulped visibly and I laughed.
"Come on, we have 4 hours of gymnastics to complete!"
"How come you're so cheery at 6AM?"
"It's a habit. now come on." he grumbled something about me being Little Miss Sunshine but followed me through the doors.
"Bells!" the sound of my lifetime coach, Sam, came from behind me. He had been an Olympic gold medalist in gymnastics, but he certainly wasn't short. He towered over me at 5'11", but I had known him since I was 2, so I knew that his outward appearance just hid the big softie that he was on the inside.
I jumped into his arms and he swung me around in a hug. When he put me down, I introduced Jacob to him and he arranged for a coach to teach him while I had my lesson.
After I had warmed up, we started on the beam. I had lately been having trouble with my dismounts, so Sam said that I should work on that the most to prepare me for World Championships.
"Point." I pointed my toes, letting my big toe graze over the 4 inch beam.
"Point."
"I am!"
"Not enough. Come on, you can do this, stretch the muscles just a little more." I did what he said, straining my toes to the point that my calves were in pain, and I could feel my foot muscles freezing in that position (This is all written as I think about my coach and his ways of teaching. Also, I would have Bella do my routines, but I don't have videos that I could upload, so I will use other gymnasts' routines.)
"Good, now dismount." I ran, did a roundoff, pushed off, did 2.5 twists, then waited for my feet to touch the mat. (I used Nastia Liukin's dismount.) My feet hit the mat, and my right foot moved just a tad, but other than that, it was flawless.
"Great!" I beamed, and Sam and I did my dismount 3 more times until I stuck my landing perfectly with any bent knees or flaws.
Four hours later, I met up again with Jacob, who was in the middle of doing a cartwheel. This sight was rather amusing, and I couldn't control a giggle. Jacob turned his head in the middle of his cartwheel to see who it was and fell straight on his head, his huge frame going into a bridge.
"Ow!" I put my hands on my knees and continued to laugh, even though it wasn't the best thing to do. Jacob got up and put me on his head, and then started to run. He tripped and I went flying through the air, but I quickly did an easy dismount, and landed on my feet, saving myself from an injury that would put me behind the competition.
Sam ran to my side, "Nice save, you just saved your ankle bone and your chance to win World."
"Thanks."
"Let's go to bars. We only have 10 minutes, so do your routine through and that's it for this morning."
I went over to the uneven bars and began my routine (once again, I will use Nastia's, and since probably more than half of you won't know what I'm writing, I will spare you the techincal lingo and post a video instead.)
I did my entire routine, according to Sam, flawlessly, except for the slight movement of my leg in the landing, but it was very small and unnoticable.
"Amazing job today, I'll see you this afternoon." School started at 11, so I had a few hours to get ready. I walked over to the locker room, and Jake met me there, breathing heavily and looking extremely sweaty.
"So how was it?"
"Remind me to never listen to your advice again."
"It couldn't have been that bad."
"I accidentaly went into a split."
"On second thought....." He glared at me and I just smiled innocently, looking like the angel everyone thought I was.
"But it did work in a
way."
"See, I was right."
"Only a little. Hey what happened to Edward last night?"
"Oh, nothing, he came in and asked what time I had practice. Why?"
"Because he and some midget girl came in, by your description of him." I spun around, and sure enough, he was there, along with Alice. He saw me looking at him and waved.
"Excuse me Jacob."
"I'm gonna shower." he walked into the men's locker room and I went up to Edward.
"What are you doing here?"
"Nothing."
"Sure. Now seriously."
"I wanted to take you out for breakfast." I blushed, he was so sweet!
Wait stupid, you have to try to be tough, not all gushy.
Why do I have to be like that?
Because he broke your heart last time, you have to be strong.
"Bella?"
"Oh sure that'd be great." Alice got off of her phone, and came over to us.
"Hey Bella. Feeling better?"
"Uh, yeah. "
"So, I have practice for two hours, so Edward said that he would like to have breakfast with you. Is that okay?"
"Sure." Alice's coach came up to her and she waved bye and followed her.
"Shall we?" Edward asked. He sounded so old fashioned, he hadn't changed from last time.
"We shall." We walked side by side out the door, exchanging random facts with each other. Edward had a top in sports and a bottom in music (that is what we call our best and second-best classes in my school.), Rosalie was in mechanics and modeling, Jasper was in sports and history, and Alice gymnastics and fashion design.
"This is why I'm hot, this is why I'm hot----" Edward's ringtone went off and I raised my eyebrow.
"Hello? Oh hi Anna, yeah, of course I remembered tonight. At 7? Great." I got a crushed feeling in my heart to hear that Edward was dating, but i ignored, he didn't belong to me. We started to walk again when his phone rang once more.
"This is why I'm hot, this is why I'm hot-----"
"Hello? Hi Mary. Of course I knew it was Maria. Listen, I know I said the movies with you tonight at 7 but I just feel a little sick, so I'm going to have to cancel." Wait what? Edward finished the conversation and turned back to me.
"So, anyway," I was angry beyond words. He wouldn't even admit what he had just did!
"You're a player." I was so mad, my voice was even and calm.
"No."
"Yes you are. All those years, you promised me you wouldn't become one, and there you go, breaking heart after heart."
"Bella, I can--"
"No, you can't explain Edward, you'll never be able to. You're just always going to be that clueless guy who uses girls and then dumps them when he's bored. and that guy will never be my friend." I turned away from him, leaving him standing there, speechless. The tears flowed freely. I ran to the dorms and threw myself on my bed, where I stayed crying for what seemed like hours. When my head was finally so congested that the tears wouldn't flow, I went to Alice's room, where she said that she kept Tylenol. I found the bottle on a bookshelf next to a stack of papers. I knocked over the bottle, and the papers went crashing to the floor.
"Damn." I bent down to pick them up and one of the headings caught my eye: The History of Pheonix, Arizona, by Mary Brandon.
What the heck?
Did I make a good cliffhanger? Review, if I do not get enough reviews, I don't get bursts of creative energy, and this story will not be updated. You have been warned.
If you have read the author's note to this far, you might be interested to find that I read all of the reviews before my gymnastics meet, and thanks to you guys and my amazing coach, I GOT FIRST PLACE IN EVERYTHING!!!!!!! Thanks to everyone who reviewed, you guys are so awesome, I need a new word to describe it.
aLiCe
