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used to be. This is going to be short and then I'll make up for it
tomorrow, I promise!! Please continue to read and review!**
The next morning Trish woke up to a knock on the door. She looked and it was 5:00 a.m.
"Shit!" Trish hissed. She had been so upset the night before that she forgot to set her alarm. She unwrapped Brock's arm from her and got up and opened the door and found Aly standing there, "Sweetie I overslept, I'll be ready in 10 minutes. Do you want to ride with your mom?"
"No, I've spent enough time with her." Aly said walking in to Trish's room. Trish got a little nervous because of Brock still being there.
Trish ran into the bathroom and quickly brushed her hair into a high ponytail. Just as she was putting a little make up on she heard a shriek and a "What are you doing here?"
Brock laughed, "Didn't mean to scare ya. I thought that I would come out and cheer you guys on."
"Bull, you're here to see Trish." Aly said sitting down by him. "How late did you guys sit up last night?" She asked.
"We watched a movie and she fell asleep. We just talked a bit." Brock replied feeling a little uneasy about Aly being in there.
Trish shut the door so she could change and Aly leaned over to Brock. "I think that Trish needs to move on."
"What do you mean?" Brock asked her.
"You know what I mean. Dad hasn't treated her right in a long time, he takes for granted that a woman like Trish is willing to put her life on hold for him, and all he does is walk all over her. I've overheard her talking to Missy late at night. I know what he's been doing. Besides, he didn't even have the guts to tell us to our faces what was going on, I think it's time Trish finds a real man." Aly replied.
Brock was stunned. He didn't know what to say. Trish came out of the bathroom, "So are ya ready to win?" Trish said excitedly to Aly.
"Yeah!" Aly said jumping up.
"Alright, let's go. Brock, do you remember where it is?" Trish asked him.
"Yup, I drove past it on my way here last night." Brock replied.
"Alright, let's hit the road." She said to Aly.
They went out into Trish's car and Aly shut the door, put her head against the back of the seat and screamed. "Trish, I can't take it anymore!"
"Can't take what?"
"MOM." Aly emphasized. "I love her because she's my mom, but we're two totally different people and she's already driving me nuts. I just wish that dad never would have gotten messed up in the drugs like he did. Then everything would be ok. Mom is going to turn this into world war 3." Aly said sadly.
"But Aly, think of the good thing, you'll go back to Virginia. You'll be back with your old friends." Trish tried to reason with her but she wouldn't hear any of it.
"Yeah, but now I don't know how they'll be. What if they find out about dad's problem?" Aly said with sadness in her eyes.
"Let's think on the bright side. You're here at state, you're going to go out and do your best and you're going to do well. I have faith in you." Trish said giving her a light hug.
"Thanks Trish, you're the best almost step-mother anyday!" Aly said hugging her tighter.
They arrived at the arena and Angie was waiting outside for Aly. Aly groaned and looked at Trish, "I'll see you inside."
Angie gave her daughter a hug and walked with her inside the facility. Trish sat in the car for a moment just to reflect on everything that has happened over the course of the last 9 months. Then she finally got out and headed inside. She knew that she had a large group of teenage girls that were very anxious and nervous to tend to.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~***~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* 5:00 p.m.
Trish, along with the other girls were biting their nails and praying. The competition had wound up being a tie and the judge had each group pick one girl to represent them in a floor sequence.
Aly's squad picked Aly because when it came to the floor sequence, Aly was the most dominating.
The other squad went first and now it came down to Aly's turn.
From up in the stands there was a set of eyes on Aly that wouldn't let her out of their sight. As Aly began her routine those eyes traveled with her. Through every leap, flip, dance and split she couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched. She laughed to herself because obviously every person in the arena was watching her, but she felt like there was someone intently watching her.
Trish went over by Angie and Brock. "She's doing great. She's pulling out moves I've never seen her do before." Trish commented quietly.
"She's doing those moves in tribute to Dave." Angie said quietly. "At her old gymnastics school, Dave took her all the time and she couldn't get those moves no matter how much she practiced and practiced. Finally Dave took her to an open gym and helped her work on it, and with his help, she not only mastered them, but put her own unique edge on them." Angie said with a smile thinking back to what it was like having Dave around. "She called those her daddy-daughter magic moves."
Brock patted Trish on the shoulders. Aly's routine was finished and the arena exploded. Aly had knocked their socks off and they announced that Aly's squad was now #1. The squad exploded with excitement!!
Trish jumped up and hugged Angie and hugged Brock, and soon the girls were hugging each other and Trish and it was one big party.
The set of eyes began to wander down the bleachers towards the exit. They knew what they had to do.
**Again, sorry the short chapter, but stay tuned for tomorrow. Who's there? What's going to happen? Stay tuned.**
The next morning Trish woke up to a knock on the door. She looked and it was 5:00 a.m.
"Shit!" Trish hissed. She had been so upset the night before that she forgot to set her alarm. She unwrapped Brock's arm from her and got up and opened the door and found Aly standing there, "Sweetie I overslept, I'll be ready in 10 minutes. Do you want to ride with your mom?"
"No, I've spent enough time with her." Aly said walking in to Trish's room. Trish got a little nervous because of Brock still being there.
Trish ran into the bathroom and quickly brushed her hair into a high ponytail. Just as she was putting a little make up on she heard a shriek and a "What are you doing here?"
Brock laughed, "Didn't mean to scare ya. I thought that I would come out and cheer you guys on."
"Bull, you're here to see Trish." Aly said sitting down by him. "How late did you guys sit up last night?" She asked.
"We watched a movie and she fell asleep. We just talked a bit." Brock replied feeling a little uneasy about Aly being in there.
Trish shut the door so she could change and Aly leaned over to Brock. "I think that Trish needs to move on."
"What do you mean?" Brock asked her.
"You know what I mean. Dad hasn't treated her right in a long time, he takes for granted that a woman like Trish is willing to put her life on hold for him, and all he does is walk all over her. I've overheard her talking to Missy late at night. I know what he's been doing. Besides, he didn't even have the guts to tell us to our faces what was going on, I think it's time Trish finds a real man." Aly replied.
Brock was stunned. He didn't know what to say. Trish came out of the bathroom, "So are ya ready to win?" Trish said excitedly to Aly.
"Yeah!" Aly said jumping up.
"Alright, let's go. Brock, do you remember where it is?" Trish asked him.
"Yup, I drove past it on my way here last night." Brock replied.
"Alright, let's hit the road." She said to Aly.
They went out into Trish's car and Aly shut the door, put her head against the back of the seat and screamed. "Trish, I can't take it anymore!"
"Can't take what?"
"MOM." Aly emphasized. "I love her because she's my mom, but we're two totally different people and she's already driving me nuts. I just wish that dad never would have gotten messed up in the drugs like he did. Then everything would be ok. Mom is going to turn this into world war 3." Aly said sadly.
"But Aly, think of the good thing, you'll go back to Virginia. You'll be back with your old friends." Trish tried to reason with her but she wouldn't hear any of it.
"Yeah, but now I don't know how they'll be. What if they find out about dad's problem?" Aly said with sadness in her eyes.
"Let's think on the bright side. You're here at state, you're going to go out and do your best and you're going to do well. I have faith in you." Trish said giving her a light hug.
"Thanks Trish, you're the best almost step-mother anyday!" Aly said hugging her tighter.
They arrived at the arena and Angie was waiting outside for Aly. Aly groaned and looked at Trish, "I'll see you inside."
Angie gave her daughter a hug and walked with her inside the facility. Trish sat in the car for a moment just to reflect on everything that has happened over the course of the last 9 months. Then she finally got out and headed inside. She knew that she had a large group of teenage girls that were very anxious and nervous to tend to.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~***~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* 5:00 p.m.
Trish, along with the other girls were biting their nails and praying. The competition had wound up being a tie and the judge had each group pick one girl to represent them in a floor sequence.
Aly's squad picked Aly because when it came to the floor sequence, Aly was the most dominating.
The other squad went first and now it came down to Aly's turn.
From up in the stands there was a set of eyes on Aly that wouldn't let her out of their sight. As Aly began her routine those eyes traveled with her. Through every leap, flip, dance and split she couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched. She laughed to herself because obviously every person in the arena was watching her, but she felt like there was someone intently watching her.
Trish went over by Angie and Brock. "She's doing great. She's pulling out moves I've never seen her do before." Trish commented quietly.
"She's doing those moves in tribute to Dave." Angie said quietly. "At her old gymnastics school, Dave took her all the time and she couldn't get those moves no matter how much she practiced and practiced. Finally Dave took her to an open gym and helped her work on it, and with his help, she not only mastered them, but put her own unique edge on them." Angie said with a smile thinking back to what it was like having Dave around. "She called those her daddy-daughter magic moves."
Brock patted Trish on the shoulders. Aly's routine was finished and the arena exploded. Aly had knocked their socks off and they announced that Aly's squad was now #1. The squad exploded with excitement!!
Trish jumped up and hugged Angie and hugged Brock, and soon the girls were hugging each other and Trish and it was one big party.
The set of eyes began to wander down the bleachers towards the exit. They knew what they had to do.
**Again, sorry the short chapter, but stay tuned for tomorrow. Who's there? What's going to happen? Stay tuned.**