Ok, guys this is the last full chapter. Only thing left is the epilogue. I am SOOOO SAD THIS IS OVER! I want to thank every person who has ever read this. I will list everyone who reviewed at the end of the epilogue. You guys are AMAZING and this story wouldn't be here without you. Love you guys.

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(Try listening to 'We Are the Champions,' by Queen for Bella's routine- start with the lyrics.)

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Meg

I checked my leotard. It was white with the Olympic torch. The flames of the Olympic torch spiraled out in blue, yellow, black, green, and red flames with corresponding colored rhinestones. The spirals interlocked until they formed the Olympic rings. It was a leotard that was in honor of the Olympics and everything they stood for. There was a dance skirt that was also white sewn to the leotard to make it more of a costume.

As soon as I made sure I was presentable I walked to the edge of the hallway that led to the arena. I was the last to perform and therefore the last gymnast out, but standing at the doorway, I was able to catch the end of Alice's beam routine.

The final chorus of Defying Gravity from Wicked was blaring through the speakers.

Alice was defying gravity as well, as she flipped about the beam. She made a side dismount, an Arabian side semi, sticking it. She pirouetted as the coda began. Lifting one leg, she rested it on the beam, leg pointed. Leaning back, she arched her body until her hands rested on the floor. Releasing her leg's hold on the beam, she turned, balanced on her hands, into a handstand split.

When standing again, she swung her legs onto the beam again and pulling her body up, she lay back. As she lowered her torso to rest arched on the beam surface, she bent one leg and pointed the other to the sky. She posed her arms dramatically as the final strains of the song died out.

The audience erupted into cheers and I joined in. Alice's performance was so graceful and beautiful. She waved and blew kisses as she made her way to the hosts of the event; her leotard, the same as mine in black, made a striking show against her pale skin.

This was my cue. I walked out and kept to the wall of the dark part of the arena. As I walked my brain ran ahead of me, this was my last performance at the Olympics games. It might even be my last Olympic performance ever. Don't get me wrong, I want to compete in the 2016 Olympics, but I knew as well as anyone that in a sport like gymnastics, there is no such thing as a guarantee. That was why I wanted this routine to be beyond perfection. I wanted to show the world what it meant to be an Olympic athlete and what it felt like to represent your country.

I stepped onto the floor mat still in the dark, and I struck a pose.

I bent my right leg and balanced my weight on it, toe pointed of course. I extended my left leg back into a split, stretching my leg to lengthen as far as it would go. I bent my torso, right arm flared back while my left reached towards the foot of my left leg. I balanced and as perfect timing would have it, a spotlight shone on me just as I reached equilibrium.

"Isabella Swan of the United States of America, on floor."

Orchestral strains slowly filled the arena. I smiled and then pressed up into a handstand straight into a back walkover to get to my feet. Next I braced myself, using my body weight for momentum and pushed off folding then extending into the scale I had originated.

I jumped into a flying split jump and landed, bouncing right back into a double stag jump. My feet touched the mat. I leapt into a hitch kick- a hop with the free leg held straight out and the other leg briefly leaving the mat, preparing for my Shushunova. I leapt up in the straddle position, rotating my body forward until it became parallel to the mat. I fell to lie facedown, catching myself on my forearms.

I paused, just as the music changed.

I've paid my dues -
Time after time -
I've done my sentence
But committed no crime –

I pulled my body up and slid back down.

And bad mistakes
I've made a few
I've had my share of sand kicked in my face -
But I've come through

Rolling up to my feet, I stood square in a corner. I pointed my toe and extended my arm to draw attention to the edge of the mat. The spotlight widened to show flags from all different countries of the world gracing the four sides of the mat.

The slow beginning of the song changed quickly into an upbeat chorus with an awesome backbeat.

We are the champions - my friends

I took off running, throwing myself into the air where I tucked into an Arabian double back.

And we'll keep on fighting - till the end –

I landed, punching out my arms, and completing a roundhouse kick that flourished into a pirouette.

We are the champions -
We are the champions
No time for losers-

Cause we are the champions- of the world-

I took off running again, this time straight into a double twisting double; two flips and two twists before my body landed perfectly square on the mat. I gestured to the flags on this side of the arena, again paying tribute to all of the countries and their athletes.

I've taken my bows
And my curtain calls –

I bowed with a silly flourish drawing the audience in. clapping to the beat; I skipped along one side of the mat. Catching on, the audience began clapping with me.

I was having so much fun! The smile that was on my face from the start was growing bigger with each second.

You brought me fame and fortune and everything that goes with it

A full twisting double back into a two and a half front; I landed perfectly on a downbeat.

I thank you all –

This time I skipped along the other side of the arena, blowing kisses and clapping to the invigorating beat along with the crowd.

But it's been no bed of roses
No pleasure cruise –

I consider it a challenge before the whole human race -

Performing a side pass of a back handspring step out, back layout step out, back layout combination, I added a new element. On my landing, I shifted all my weight onto the toe of my right foot, arched my back and my head, raising and curving my left leg until my pointed toe was inches from my head.

And I ain't gonna lose –

I flipped forward into a roll, stood up flipped again, this time backwards and landing on my feet.

I was so exhilarated by the energy of the crowd. This was an unusually long routine, no time restraints like in competition. I was putting on the best show that I could for the audience for all of the support and oomph they gave athletes in the best and worst of times. I wasn't feeling tired at all, I was feeding off of the crowd's enthusiasm.

I flipped forward, a half-in, half-out- back flipping with a ½ twist into a ½ twist front flip….

On….

I flipped again, this time a randy- front flipping with two and a half twists….

And On….

The third time I leapt; a Johnson- switch leaping and twisting ¼ of the way into a tour de l'air- revolving twice in the air, my feet together….

And On…

I leaned into an arabesque.

We are the champions - my friends
And we'll keep on fighting - till the end –

I ran for my final tumbling pass. A double full. I landed and without finishing the pass, I ran in the opposite direction straight into a quad pass.

We are the champions -
We are the champions

No time for losers

I completed a whip back and showed the final corner of flags. Performing a body wave, I paused just as the music did.

It replayed the orchestral remix of the song, from the beginning of my routine, skipping the repeat of the chorus, and I moved along with it.

I danced to the center of the mat, using a combination of traveling Fouettes, pas de chats, and grande jetes.

Finally reaching the center of the mat, I twisted into a Balancoire.

The coda came on just as I was twisting out of the Balancoire.

'Cause we are the champions

I ended with a backwards Limber. At the end of the Limber, instead of following through to a standing position, I wrapped my arms around my feet to make a circle of my body.

Of the world –

I paused before unraveling my body, as the enormity of the moment hit me.

The lyrics of the song that I just performed to, said a lot of things. It spoke of every athlete at the Olympics, athletes of past, present, and even future. It spoke of their skill, their tenacity, and their unbelievable strength of body, mind and spirit.

Every single athlete here was a winner whether they took a gold, silver, bronze, or came in last place. They were what every peewee athlete dreams to be; what every coach hopes to see their charge become. They were CHAMPIONS; WE WERE CHAMPIONS!

Half-in, half-out: consists of a double salto with a half twist on the first salto and a half twist on the second salto, usually done like an arabian double front with a half.

Randy: A front somersault (usually done in layout) with 2½ twists.

Johnson: switch leap with ¼ turn: named after Shawn Johnson.

Tour de l'air: A ballet dance jump where there are two revolutions left or right in the air with the body totally contracted and erect (as if the person represents a standing pencil) and feet are together.

Arabesque: a pose on one leg with the other leg extended behind the body. The supporting leg either bent or straight. Stand on one foot and raise the other leg to the back in a split (preferably a 180 degree split) with a straight leg and turned out from the hip, while keeping the trunk fully upright.

Double Full: tumbling skill consisting of a single layout salto with two twists. It can also be done as a dismount from beam or bars, although it is rarely used off bars because of the difficulty of landing upright. Also called a Double Twist.

Quad Pass: A single layout somersault with four twists. First performed in U.S. women's competition by Nastia Liukin.

Whip Back: A backwards-somersaulting tumbling movement similar to a back handspring, except that the hands don't touch the floor. Whips are used as both direct and indirect connections into other tumbling skills.

Body Wave: A wave-like contraction movement of the entire body passing through the hips, shoulders, arms and head.

Fouettes: A term applied to a whipping gymnastics and ballet dance movement. The movement may be a short whipped movement of the raised foot as it passes rapidly in front of or behind the supporting foot or the sharp whipping around of the body from one direction to another. There are a great number and variety of fouettés.

Pas de Chats: means step or dance, as in Pas De Chat, which means "step of the cat."

Grande Jetes: A ballet term used to describe a split leap, a large jump that is done from one foot to the other. It can be done either fermé (closed) or ouverte (open); there are many forms of grand jeté such as: grand jeté attitude croisé en arriére (large jump on the diagonal with one leg extended forward and the other leg extended to the back, slightly bent at the knees). See also Split Leap.

Balancoire: A dance term that means see-saw.
A see-saw movement that as the leg moves forward and backwards, the body bends in the opposite direction.

Limber: A frontward or backward gymnastics flexibility skill that is similar to a walkover except the legs remain together at all times. The skill begins on the feet, passes through a handstand and finishes on the feet again in a stand. A front limber requires more shoulder and lower back flexibility than a walkover.

Double stag jump: rear leg is straight, front leg is bent. A double stag is done with both legs bent.

Switch Leap: split leap where the front leg moves to the back and the back leg to the front in mid-air.