Going for the Gold

Carson is a 17 year old that has only been surrounded by gymnastics. With the Olympics coming up, she is pressured into perfecting each routine for trials. One day, when her mom couldn't pick her up, she was forced into taking the subway. In the one cart she decided to sit in, she met someone that would change her life forever. Will Carson go to the Olympics and get the gold she has been practicing years for with that special someone by her side?

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6. I've Had Enough

 

He looked exactly the same. He was still the tall blond boy that he was when he left a few weeks ago. He instantly dropped his bags and kissed my mom on the cheek.

“Hey Car,” he said rubbing the top of my head walking into the house.

I faintly smiled at him and followed him to the kitchen.

“It smells so good. When are we eating?” He asked peaking his head into the crock pot.

“Now dear, put your things upstairs and we’ll meet you at the table”

I watched him walk up the stairs and soon disappear. I helped my mom bring all the food to the table and set it. I didn’t understand why she wanted such a formal meal…it was just my brother. He came back down and sat in his regular stop, as did my mom and I.

We passed around all the bowls of food and each got our helping. I made sure not to get too much to save from the harassment.

“So how’s school?” My mom asked putting butter on her roll.

“It’s great. Doing really well…I found myself a girlfriend”

He was lucky. He could have a girlfriend with no problem.

My mom laughed at the news. They wouldn’t last no longer than a week.

“How’s gymnastics?” Andrew asked me.

“It’s good. Perfecting my routines and preparing for next week”

“She’s having trouble” My mom butted in.

I opened my mouth to talk but was interrupted before anything could come out

“Her coach his having her double up at practices”

“Com’on Carson” he coached.

“I’m doing fine Andrew…” I insisted.

I reached for another roll from the basket in the middle of the table.

“Really? Another roll?”

I glared at Andrew.

“Mom!” I whined.

“Well darling, you need to stay fit” she said refusing to make eye contact with me.

I couldn’t win with these two. They were such a team.

“I’m done” I said getting up not bothering to clean up.

I headed for the stairs.

“Carson gets down here!” My mom yelled.

“No thanks” I sassed back and slammed the door shut.

I walked up to the mirror and raised my shirt up. I let my fingers glide along my bare skin. I had no fat on me. I was all muscle. I didn’t have that cute petit body the boys loved. I sighed and changed into a pair of yoga pants and a jacket.

“You there?” I texted Niall.

I found a pair of socks and put them on. I searched under my bed for my favorite running shoes and put them on.

My phone went off and I ran to it, tripping over my lose shoe laces and face planting my bed. How smooth.

“Niall: I’m always here. Are you okay?”

I quickly let my fingers glide over my screen, “Meet me at the park by the coffee shop. By the cherry blossom tree”

I tied my shoe laces and grabbed my iPod and head phones.

“I’m going on a jog” I said walking right past the mother son dinner.

I slammed the door behind me and started down the street. The sun was setting west, creating a pinkish tint outside. My phone rang and I was quick to check.

“Niall: I’m almost there babe, you alright?”

“I’ll vent when I see you Haha”

I walked up to my favorite tree in the park and sat down and waited for him to come. 

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