Thanks to reviewers as always, I don't have time to type them all out as I am trying to update this everyday, and I am cutting it close. Anyway aiming for 15 or more. This chapter is for you, and I wrote and Edward Pov for one special reviewer- you know who you are. I need help with the routines, so if anyone knows about gymnastics can you let me know. And still looking for my leotard designer, who did I ask? Let me know for both.
XOXO,
Meg
I returned to the room and found it empty, Alice's bed hadn't been slept in. I pulled on a sleeveless practice leotard while munching on a breakfast bar. I was just about to head out the door when Alice walked in. She giggled. " Hi Bella, Omg, I had an amazing time last night." She glanced at my unused bed. " It looks like I wasn't the only one." She gave me a knowing glance.
" I uh, fell asleep on the roof again, its really peaceful up there," I lied, or told the half truth anyway.
" Hmm," she said suspiciously. " Maybe you should bring an alarm clock next time."
I nodded, like I was agreeing with her. God I felt so bad lying to her, but I didn't really have much of a choice.
" Don't you have practice with the legend now," she asked.
I ran out the door with a muttered curse. God, I thought, if I make it out of without getting caught, I will sooo work on being on time.
" You'll have to tell me all about working with Bela Karolyi later," she called at my quickly retreating back.
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" You must remember the three P's," Bela shouted at me through his thick accent. "Poise, Precision, Practice.
I repeated it to myself as I practiced. Poise, Precision, Practice, Poise, Precision, Practice. That was exactly what he was having me work on. He told me that I had all the power and talent, but I didn't have the precision and that's what gave me my lack of confidence.
I was currently on a trampoline. He had me stand on the giant X and try different tricks over and over. I had to do each trick perfectly 20 times in a row. If I messed up or landed outside the X then I had to start over. It was hard to keep that much control and perfection. I could feel my muscles strain as I fought to own ( look at bottom an for definition) the moves.
About half an hour later, Bela told me that I could stop. " Go get a massage and lunch before qualifications. And remember the three P's."
" Poise, Precision, Practice," I chorused along with him earning a laugh and nod of approval.
" Go, Isabella, you will do fine today."
I went into the gym health center and went into the steam room until a masseuse became free. Before I could even sit down though, one opened up for me.
Oh My God. The massage felt so good. Soon I was drifting off into la la land. In la la land, I was back on the roof and Edward's lips were on mine. I jumped off the table quickly, muttering a hurried apology as I ran out.
I made it to the Water-Cube in record time. I snuck in the athlete's backdoor and stood hidden to watch Edward in his relay.
He was amazing! I couldn't believe it was possible for someone to swim that fast. He seemed to fly through the water and he gave his teammates such a head start that they had finished at least two yards ahead of the other teams. And Omg, they broke a World Record.
He had such an amazing look on his face as they awarded the medals that I was wondering what he was thinking about.
Then he did the sweetest thing, he ran up to where Esme was waiting in the stands and gave her his flowers. Then he kissed his cheek. Esme was crying, but they were tears of happiness.
I ran out and back to the hotel for lunch before any of the swimmers could start coming through.
I don't know why I went, I just had to see him. I loved the way that my heart raced and the butterflies in my stomach were excited just by seeing him. I think I'm falling in love, I thought giddily. Wait how could I be falling in love, I just met him?!
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Edward Pov:
Last night was one of the best nights of my life. I was flying on a high. I shot through my next swim, I gave my teammates such a lead that no one could catch us. We got the gold and broke the new World Record.
I stood on the podium with my teammates, but this time as the National Anthem played, instead of the sea of people and the American flag raising above me, I saw the face of the girl I loved.
I know it seemed crazy, first off the fact that I had just won a gold medal and I couldn't even think about that, and the second because I was totally and irrevocably in love with Bella. I had just met her a few days ago, but now I am sooo in love with her. I had a new appreciation of the love that my mom and dad shared and the difficulties they shared.
I saw my Esme up in the stands again, gazing proudly down on me. As soon as we got off the podium, I ran up the stands until I reached her. She leaned down and hugged me. I kissed her cheek and handed her the flowers awarded with the gold medals.
" I love you mom," I whispered to her.
" I love you too, I'm so proud of you," she whispered back.
I was already trying to figure out if I could make it to Qualifications, as I smiled and talked with the press and fans. I wanted to see her even if she wouldn't see me there.
I had to feel those butterflies and feel my heart race as I saw her beautiful face. I wanted to see her doing what she loved. I knew that she loved it, the way she talked about it last night, the way her face lit up when she spoke of it. She was like a goddess when she told me how she had finally landed a combination that was giving her trouble and how amazed she was when she was approached by Bela Karolyi.
I wasn't, I knew from Carlisle and Alice that she was one of the best, but for some unfathomable reason, she couldn't believe that she was good enough. I wanted to see her in her glory today, wanted to see as she amazed the judges and the audience just like she amazed me.
I ran out of the gym as soon as I was able to. Before I could go see her, I had to get some food and maybe a shower, I thought as the smell of chlorine was saturated around me.
An:
In gymnastics when a gymnast owns a move, they not only have it perfected, but they can feel mistakes and fix them as they perform the skill.
R and R.
Meg