"Nancy, why do you think that putting my hair in a French braid helps?" I asked as Nancy furiously braided my hair.
"This is what my mom use to do to my hair when ever this kind of thing happened." I saw in a reflective window that Nancy face was bright red. "There done!" She said taking a step back to admire her work. I ran my finger along the tight braid and was surprised that not a hair was out of place.
"Thanks Nancy but seriously I just need to talk to Lucas." I said calmly. Even though the shock of seeing him here made me feel weak.
"Well you have to do it later since you're up right after me." Then in such a random manner she walked out onto the stage. I felt alone again without Nancy or Umbreon next to me, so I sat down by the door and watched Nancy's performance.
"Beth?" I heard someone behind and I turned around to look up at Lucas. I almost giggled when I was the faint fist shape brush on his cheek. Luckily the anger and embarrassment inside of me shushed that feeling.
"Yeah," I said waiting for him to continue. He looked nervous and uncomfortable, which made me feel guilty about giving him attitude, and it made me a little sad.
"Look I don't know why you're mad, but Lana says it-" He started but right then and said.
"Wait so even after what happen last time you still don't get it?" I asked angrily. I felt the tug on my heart and the pain began to resurface, the second I heard my name get called I got up, pushed past him and went on stage
"Go Milotic! Ice beam! " Milotic shot the blue beam into the air. The ice curved up like a wave ready to crash up on me. I smiled, "Milotic hydro pump!" The powerful water attack broke the ice apart and made into fall on to the crowd like snow.
"Wow," Nancy said as I walked back into the coordinator's room, I blushed as a few people clapped. This made me feel a whole lot better though. "When have you been practicing that?" she asked as we walked back to the bench.
"Whenever I had time but trust me it took time." I said remembering how many times the ice came down as shards instead of snowflakes.
"Well it still was an awesome combination. " Nancy said all bubbly. Over her shoulder I saw the screen show Lana with an Arbok. She did the combo pretty well and the crowd seemed happy at least.
Over the loud speaker I heard the announcer call Lucas's name. My heart beat a little faster then I know it should have. My hearts darted to Lucas who was rubbing his palms together nervously. He looked over at me, his face looked odd. Almost like he wanted to say something but he couldn't quite act upon it.
Lana pushed him forward to the arena, but he glanced over his shoulder at me, again. This time I just looked down, I didn't want to look at the traitor anymore. I looked up at screen as he walked on and I found myself crossing my fingers.