Grace
I"m so nervous I almost feel sick. I know that we have the routine practised down to a fine art, for all of Zara"s faults, I know she"s good at getting us into shape, but it does nothing to allay my nerves.
Maybe it"s even making them worse.
It"s probably just because there"s so much that can go wrong. Between falling, being in the wrong place, and stumbling out of bounds, there are so many things that could result in us losing points. And I certainly don"t want to be the reason that happens. Though I doubt anyone does either.
I pace up and down, trying to get rid of some of the energy.
"You should do your hair before Zara comes at you," Krissi says from her position on the bench.
I sigh and flop down next to her. "I know. Pass me my bag?"
She hands it over and I search throug
