Chapter 25: Gymnast
As we ran, Carlisle asked me questions about my flashbacks.
"So what Sedren said about you being his sister was true?" he asked me softly, looking at me.
"Yes. I didn't believe it at the time because I didn't rem–" I began, just as Carlisle tripped on a thick root. He quite gracefully landed on his hand, pushing himself up, doing a full flip and landing on his feet, before starting to run again. "What the hell!?" I exclaimed, beginning to run after him, before I tripped on the same root and fell flat on my face. Carlisle laughed as he held his hand out to help me up. I took it, getting to my feet.
"Would you like me to teach you how to do that?" he asked me, still laughing.
"That would be nice." I said, looking at the root still sticking out of the ground as though it was mocking us. "That root is a death trap." I said and Carlisle smiled, just as Alice ran up to us, leaping gracefully over the root, laughing.
"Kristen, did you used to be a gymnast, before you were turned?" she asked me, still laughing. I glared at her.
"I was the one that fell flat on my face! Carlisle should be the one you ask that question to, not me. Carlisle managed to not fall flat on his face." I said and she laughed.
"I know, I asked the question as a joke." She laughed as we ran together back home.
AN: Yes, the root was mocking them. Yes, the root was also able to withstand two vampires tripping over it at high speeds. I know this may not seem realistic, but I couldn't resist putting it into the story. Enjoy the next chapters!