Author Note: Its been a while, hasn't it? Well, its almost 1 a.m. (EST) and I'm up with my muses running through my head. My husband's up, as well as me, but I guess this gave me a reason to stay up…just for a minute. Well, here's an update for Beyond the Beam - hope you all enjoy.

Her flight had arrived at three-thirty that afternoon in sunny Florida. It was quite different from being in Angel Grove, California. All the sights, sounds, and people were very unfamiliar to her, except her coach.

Coach Schmidt, one of the finest coaches in gymnastics had promised her a chance of a lifetime. A lifetime opportunity she wouldn't forget. He also promised her that she'd be the best at the Pan Globals; and that is what kept his word.

He, along with his wife Hilda and one of the gymnasts, Aubrey waited at the gates as they had signs up, waiting on the newest gymnast to arrive that day.

Kimberly took a deep breath as she gathered up her belongings as she managed to walk through the runway of the airport, hoping to see some familiar faces.

This wasn't Angel Grove, California anymore. This was Tampa, Florida.

She clutched onto the teddy bear her boyfriend Tommy Oliver gave her hours prior to her departure. She could still smell his cologne that drove her wild. It reminded her of home.

Home was only a distant memory now. Her new home was about to start new in a new state filled with unfamiliar places, people, and scenery.

It began now.

Thoughts and feelings wandered her mind. She didn't know how to react to it all, but it was a new chapter in her book of life. If only in her mind, she'd take Tommy with her as an excuse to get away.

"Welcome Kimberly," Coach Schmidt said as he greeted her warmly with a hug. Kimberly returned the hug as she received an embrace from his wife, "This is my wife and co-owner of Schmidt Gymnastics, Hilda." His wife nodded with a delight as she met the young gymnast.

"You'll like it here," Hilda said as she helped with the bags. "Hope you enjoy it here," she said in reply. Aubrey, who rolled her eyes, tried to make the best of the new gymnast that arrived.

"Aubrey, be nice. This is Aubrey," she introduced.

"Nice to meet you," Kimberly said as she stuck her hand out first in gesturing a handshake. Aubrey gave a smug as she shook back.

"A pleasure. Hope Florida is better than, er…California," she smirked.

As the four them walked out to the car that was in the lot, Kimberly continued to clutch onto her teddy bear which had the scent of Tommy written all over it. She opened the flap with the card, reading over what he wrote hours before.

My dearest Kimberly,

A momento and thoughts of you through this bear.

Love,

Tommy

"Cute, who's Tommy?" Aubrey said in a glance as she looked over at the note that was attached onto the bear. "Let me guess, your boyfriend right?"

Kimberly nodded, "Yeah, he's the greatest, sweetest, most loving and he's all mine," as she let out a soft sigh. She smiled as she took out a picture of the two of them at the junior winter formal. "He's my world."

"Nice," the young girl replied. "I had a boyfriend, but you won't have time for him once training begins."

"Oh."

"Coach Schmidt believes your social life is last since gymnastics will be a life long goal since the Pan Globals will take up most of your time. That and school; but don't worry, I'm sure you'll have some down time, somehow."

"Yeah, he and I promised to write each other everyday or least try to call."

"That's cute. Tell me, what part of California are you from?"

"Angel Grove."

"What's with this girl and her never ending questions?" Kimberly asked herself. She shook her head, trying to dodge them, but Aubrey seemingly wanted to know everything.

With the drive back to the home where Kimberly would be staying at, Aubrey looked out the window, feeling the breeze pressing on her skin. Her ponytail flew freely as she felt it touched the back of her neck.

"California sounds like a place I'd call home. By any chance, have you been to Hollywood?"

"Um, no."

"Oh my god, so you mean, you haven't run into any celebrities in Angel Grove? Oh, c'mon Hart, you must've."

"Not really."

"Uh, how much further are we away from the house," Kimberly asked as she looked at the time on the dashboard. Time couldn't tick away any faster. The faster, the better would speed things up. "If I could teleport again, things would be so much easier."

"We're almost there Kim, just two more lights and we'll be there," Coach Schmidt said in reply, waiting on the turn to the left side of the road. "You'll love it here."

"You always say that, Gunther," his wife said with a giggle. She nudged him playfully as she could spot the house from a mile away. "You have to excuse my husband. The girls here at the house are friendly. The coaches here are friendly also. Likely, everyone is like family here. Just one big happy family."

"Good to know," the petite brunette said as she clutched onto her teddy bear.

A few girls were outside the home as signs were plastered on the beams of the house of welcoming Kimberly. They all ran to the car door where Kimberly was as they all tried greeting her.

From the left to the right sides of the car, the excitement became more domineering as they smiled and anticipated their new team member.

Coach Schmidt popped the trunk open as he came out of the car, attempting to retrieve six suitcases. The young girls attempted to help as Aubrey wandered off to help. Kimberly sighed relief as she saw her leave.

"I'm Annie," the petite girl said as she introduced herself. She was one of the many gymnasts at the house as she hugged Kimberly. "You must be Kimberly."

"Nice to meet you," Kimberly said in reply, hugging the girl back.

"This is your roommate Lynette," Hilda said as looked over at the young petite blonde that was sitting on the stairs with some of the younger gymnasts. "Lynette, come here."

As she was motioned to come closer, Lynette walked over to meet her new roommate that just arrived. The two smiled and gave a laugh.

"I think we can get used to this," Lynnette said in a smile, greeting her with a handshake.

"Definitely."

"Weigh in starts in an hour," said Coach Hamels as he stood out from the crowd. He noticed Kimberly from a distance as he saw a newbie to his class. "Not a minute later than a hour. Hope to see you there."

"Who is that?" Kimberly pointed out. The man was daring and tough, but no one understood his reasons of a coach, but more so a man of demands. "I just got here and he's pushing a weigh in already."

"That's how he is," Lynette said in a whisper. She recalled so many times his ways it deceived her as it always escaped her mind. "He always wants to see the girls and I in our peak condition. If you're not in the right weight goal, he expects you to lose it or you don't travel. He thinks extra baggage isn't necessary, if you catch my drift."

"Harsh, guess he's going to criticize mine then," Kimberly joked as she carried in her remainder of luggage. "I look like the Goodyear blimp."

Lynette laughed, "You look fine. Just don't let the coaches hear you say that. They'll definitely enforce a weight plan on you. The minimum weight has to be at least 105 pounds. Anything over it, is considered trouble. Here, let me help with your luggage."

Kimberly shook her head as she carried her other luggage into her room.

So much for a welcome celebration.