Sweat was dripping down her neck and back as she left the room at the gym after Karate class. Trying to catch her breath, she put her arms atop her head as she made her way to the locker rooms. She had to take a quick shower and call a cab to get her to the next locale.
She enjoyed martial arts, perhaps just as much as she enjoyed gymnastics. Yet she was coming to an age where she would be expected to choose a focus. As she stepped unto the springy floor at her gymnastics school, she drifted into a daze. If she had to choose one sport, which one would she choose? And soon it would be Christmas--she'd have to go to her family and they'll, no doubt, be expecting her to have chosen a musical path by now. Her teeth sank into her lower lip as she pondered this. "Bella, you okay?" someone inquired. Coach Sarah McQueen lay a hand on Bella's shoulder, causing Bella to glance up into her coach's sea green eyes. "Uhuh," said Bella. "Good, then are you ready to warm up? We have a meet to prepare for." Oh, right, the gymnastics meet. Bella smiled and nodded her head. "I'm ready," she said, and she ran off to warm up.
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