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The pressure from my from my team was heavy. Without looking into the eyes of the audience , I signaled for the technician to start the music. It started and I was happy , lost in my own little world. I stepped forward and sprang into a fluid back flip, then without fault I slid into perfect splits. While still on the ground, I put my hands on either side of my torso, I lifted myself into I straight handstand. From there I pulled myself into a forward somersault and landed on my feet. The whole auditorium burst into spontaneous and simultaneous applause but I wasn’t finished yet. I signaled with my eyes to the edge of the stage and Nina ran out ready to start the pairs section, just as she reached me, I placed my hands firmly on her waist then lifted her above my head. She spread her arms to signal ‘No Hands’ and after holding her there for 9 seconds, I threw her into the air were she turned a somersault and landed without fault . Then we did a synchronized back flip and landed in splits. It was just as I landed from my forward roll, that I heard the audible crack in my right foot. I tested it applying just a little pressure, but it made me wince in pain. I looked at Nina in alarm. She nodded at me with wide terrified eyes and signaled for Rochelle to take my place, while Sera helped me to limp off stage. I watched to rest of the competition from the wings, and felt disheartened . Rochelle didn’t know the simple moves, let alone the more complicated ones. This show was turning out to be a complete and utter failure, and it was all my fault. I f only I had landed that roll properly, I mean it was the most simple move in the career , and I had gone and messed up on it .
I couldn’t face my team after how bad I had messed up, so I decided that I would move to Minnesota , for some time. I would start and slowly rebuild myself a new life. I was standing at the terminals at the airport, carefully balancing my luggage on top off my suitcase, while trying to stay steady on my newly acquired crutches. It was proving difficult. I had always been so balanced on my feet, and I was feeling , strange, now feeling so helpless and uncoordinated .I managed to make it onto the plane without falling over or doing myself some serious damage, and when I was comfortably settled in my seat I let my self drift slowly into unconsciousness. It was nice to escape the
hassle and panic of real life sometimes. I was brought back to consciousness with a start as the plane touched down in Minnesota. The airport was tightly packed and It made me feel self conscious , I stumbled a few times on my way to the luggage collection, but made it there with out any major injuries. It was only once I had collected my luggage, that I realized the airport was empty, I felt like a fool, had I really taken that long ?. Obviously so. I began to ponder how exactly I was going to get all off this stuff to my knew apartment. I stared vacantly into space for some time, trying to figure out a reasonable answer to my problem. I was pulled back into reality with a start, somebody had tapped my on the shoulder, I turned to see a Tall man with cute curly brown hair. He laughed, probably because of the startled look on my face. My first reaction was to slap him, but I stopped myself, as this was probably not the way to make friends. I looked up at his face and asked. “who are you?”. He chuckled once more under his breath and then answered, “My name is Emmett Cullen, and you look like you could use a hand” I nodded my head in shame. “ you thought right, do you think you could help me ?”. he gave me a mischievous grin , then threw me over his shoulder. I screamed and wacked him with as much force as possible in the back , he only laughed harder. Then put me down, with an apologetic smile, that did not look at all sincere. I grimaced at him, while a rush of chagrin made my cheeks burn red. He turned serious again and picked up all of my bags without effort, then walked outside, motioning for me to follow. When we were outside of the airport, he spoke to me again, “so, what’s your name then little lady”. I internally sighed, I didn’t know if this guy was into sport, or the Olympics, but I couldn’t just ignore him. So I replied, “My name is Elisabella Marie Swan.” As soon as I had finished I heard his sharp intake of breath. And saw the awed look on his face. This is exactly the reaction, that I didn’t want. He obviously knew who I was. I slowly crept a look at his face, and the awed look had disappeared , replaced by a friendly grin. I felt welcome. “I hope you don’t mind my asking, but do you mean to say that, you are the world class gymnast ?”. I didn’t want to answer, so I just nodded my head solemnly, expecting him to sneer and tell me how terrible I was for messing up my teams chances. But the warm grin stayed on his face, and a concerned look appeared in his eyes. The next thing he said surprised me. He said “you ok, I saw the injury. It was pretty bad ?. This time I dignified him with an answer, “yeah, I’m fine. Just wanted to get away from all of the drama you know ?. he nodded, “so your moving to Minnesota, cool the girls will be happy to hear that.”. I looked at him confused and then asked. “Sorry , if you don’t mind my asking. Who are the girls?”. He replied, “there’s my mom, Esme Cullen. My sister Alice Cullen, soon to be Hale. Then there is my girlfriend. Rosalie Hale.” Something clicked then, if these were the Cullen’s . then maybe they would know my doctor. “do you know a man called. Dr. Carlisle Cullen ?”. he nodded, “yep he is my dear old dad” I laughed and nodded. “he’s my new doctor” without another word, I climbed into his car, and we sped towards my apartment, All I had to do was tell him the name of the apartment complex and he seemed to know which way to go. When I got the complex, he helped me take my bags upstairs and then left me by the door. Once I was alone, I unlocked the door and stepped into my empty apartment. I felt happy to just be alone for some time. It was only once I had unpacked all of my stuff, that I realized that I was hungry, and I had nothing to eat at the moment. I set my travel bag down on the counter and rang take out, kebab as it so happens. I sat down in the window seat, to wait for my food, and after
30 minutes, he doorbell rang, I walked over to the door and opened it slowly. Standing there was a short pixie – ish girl with short spiky black hair, she was not dressed like a pizza delivery person, she had 4 inch heels on , with a white knee length dress and loads of bangles all up her arm. Her personality was light and buoyant , she grinned at me and said. “Hi I live across the street , My name is Alice Cullen. Your pizza got delivered to our house by mistake.” I grinned at her and tried to take the pizza from her hand, but despite her short stature, she held it well above my head. Then she said, “Are you really going to sleep on the floor?” , her tone disbelieving . “Yeah, my stuff is all getting delivered in the morning”, she looked at me again, then said, “your coming to stay, with me and Rose tonight , you can sleep on the couch”, I looked at her not believing my ears, “Oh and by the way, I am kidnapping your dinner . so you have no choice but to come over, see you soon.”. Then she disappeared ,leaving me standing at the door in shock. I grabbed my over night bag and headed to the door, stumbling a few times in my haste. Then headed over to the door opposite mine. I knocked and , the door was answered by a tall blond, who must have been Rosalie. “Hi, you must be …. Oh Alice doesn’t know your name. But we were expecting you none the less. Please do come in, and by the way what is your name ?” I would just give them a shorter version for now, although there brother or boyfriend was likely to give them my real personality, sooner or later. “My name is Eli Swan” she nodded and let me past. Then I saw a pile of magazines on the table, and went over to study them, on the front was none other than Rosalie Hale, the famous model. I knew had heard that name somewhere before, on another magazine, was Alice Cullen, the Famous Fashion Designer. Why hadn’t I realized there names before, at least I wasn’t the only star here, so it wouldn’t be so bad. “yay, Eli’s here, took you long enough. Didn’t it ?” Alice came skipping through the threshold . She was holding, some DVD’s and some popcorn. “woah, and why do we need all that?” I asked in an apprehensive tone. “Duh …. You can’t have a real girls night in without these things” she said as though it were totally obvious. “OK but you have to give me my dinner before I agree to anything”, she giggled and nodded, while handing me the kebab box and pushing me onto the sofa and sitting down next to me with Rosalie in close pursuit. She put the first DVD into the player and sat back to watch it. Then the phone rang , and Alice got up to answer it. She was gone for quite some time, In that time me and Rosalie spoke light heartedly . “So you’re a model huh? Your reputation precedes you. I love your T.V show though.” She nodded and giggled, “Yes, that’s me. So what do you do then?” I didn’t want to say anything yet. So I came up with a half truth for the time being. “I am out of work for the time being, due to my injury” She didn’t push for more information. So we just chatted for the rest of the time that Alice was away. She returned about 45 minutes later with a massive grin on her face. Rose leaned over and whispered in my ear, “I bet my next paycheck that was Jasper she just spoke too.” I tried in vain to suppress a giggle, I failed. Alice mock glared at me, but then started laughing, not able to keep the huge grin off her face. The rest of the evening was great, we chatted happily, there was no tension and no awkward silence. Soon we were all to tired to keep our eyes open. The girls went to their rooms while I set up camp on the couch. It was comfortable and I soon found myself drifting off to sleep.
I was sitting in the passenger seat of my fathers car, The radio was playing over the rainbow, My favorite song and my dad was singing along in a silly voice. I was laughing ,The whole day had been great . We had been fishing and our catch had been large. Dad was just singing the high note when I heard a metallic screech . The car slid to one side and then I felt a sharp pain in my head and I felt the hot wet blood pouring down my face. Suddenly I opened my eyes I was in a white room hooked up to various monitors and machines. My head hurt like hell. More than anything I wanted to see my dad. A nurse walked in, a big smile on her friendly face. But I could tell that it was fake. In her eyes I saw an ancient sadness and I knew, I just knew that I was too late. I cried out for my father ……… “ELI ! please wake up, you need to wake up” I shot up in bed, a thin sheen of sweat covered my whole body and I was shaking violently. Alice was in Hysterics and Rosalie was trying to calm her although I could see the full extent of her panic in her eyes. Alice was shaking almost as violently as I was. At that second there was a loud crash and Emmett and another unknown male ran into the room seeming extremely panicked. Alice still had tears pouring down her face. “Elisabella Marie Swan, Please tell me what is wrong with you.” I dropped my head in to my hands at the mention of my full name. Everything was out in to the open now, because of Emmett’s loud Exclamation. “Emmett, why did you say that, god I was trying to keep my identity a secret.” Alice and Rose looked confused and Emmett looked sheepish. “Eli how do you know my Brothers name? Same goes for you big brother.” I looked at her wide eyed as if to say ‘Duh?’ Suddenly something sparked in Rose’s eyes and she gasped, “You mean to say that you’re Elisabella Marie Swan, Three time gold medalist Olympian.?” I just nodded hanging my head in embarrassment. Alice squealed and started jumping up and down. “Hi,” the unknown male introduced himself. “My name is Jasper Whitlock Hale, I’m Alice’s Fiancé” I shook his hand and although I didn’t need to I still introduced myself. “Elisabella Swan” he handed me a program for the Olympics. It read:
The Olympics: Hockey: Jasper Whitlock Hale, Emmett McCarty Cullen, Liam McNaughtan and Fred Gingham Gymnastics: Females: Elisabella Swan, Sera Thomas, Rachelle Jones and Nina Farrington. Males: Edward Anthony Cullen, James Harris, Quil Atterra and Garrett Denali Pairs: Elisabella Swan & Edward Anthony Cullen, Sera Thomas & James Harris, Rachelle Jones & Quil Atterra and Nina Farrington & Garrett Denali
I gasped, Were a lot of the family Athletes, I asked the first question that came to mind. “Is Edward Cullen your brother” Emmett Nodded his head and said, “Yeah, stuck up little sod, he is”. She nodded, “Yeah, great, He’s my pair for the pairs section. So I’m sure we’ll get along just fiiiiiiineeeee.” she said; letting the southern drawl leak into her voice while sounding extremely sarcastic. “I’ll be very excited to see Sera, Rachelle and Nina again” she said squealing, everyone just looked at her confused. “Their my team mated from when I was on the Olympic team last year. Nina is the one I was with when I hurt my foot.
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