TITLE: Twisted Summer
GENRE: Young Adult
Deep breaths in and out, in and out; telling myself that helped with the anxiety of post try-out jitters. I'd made it down to the locker rooms to decide if I should change. Since it took time while I stopped to talk, I only had fifteen minutes to get ready before everyone left. The anxiety shouldn't have been that bad. I landed all the jumps. I knew what I was doing. It's not like I hadn't been in this position before. I'd been on the squad for three years running. I guess the stage fright never really went away. I was in my black shorts and tiger shirt, my hair was pulled up in a ponytail. I looked in the mirror and my makeup looked fine. Everything was still in place after try-outs. No need to change clothes. There was too much adrenaline left over for me to walk casually, so I jogged back up the stairs and outside to meet up with my teammates.
Walking out to my car I saw that everyone was standing around it. This wouldn't have been unusual except that they weren't talking. They were all looking patiently at me like I was about to give a speech. I didn't understand what was going on. When I got to the door of my Mini Cooper, a gift from my parents for my sixteenth birthday, I saw something lying in the front seat. My first thought was "who broke into my car?" I never left my car unlocked.