The Path We Take (Young Love Book 2) by Kylie Key

Author:Kylie Key [Key, Kylie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kylie Key
Published: 2019-06-19T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 9

I felt like I was walking around in a trance. Life was happening around me, but I wasn't participating. I was merely existing, operating on auto pilot.

School, classes, cafe dates, makeovers, sleepovers. I was busy doing all the things, but something was missing. In one week we'd been through the entire coffee menu at our new favorite cafe, binge watched three seasons of a Netflix show we'd already seen, had our faces smothered in seaweed, charcoal and mud masks, and now my chin had developed the biggest zit ever. Ironically, I wished I could wear a surgical mask.

I was grateful when Brigitte emailed me through my new conditioning program and saw that she wanted me training four afternoons a week. There would be relief from cappuccinos and cupcakes.

I was hoping that returning to gymnastics would bring me out of my slump. I was nervous about training, about testing out my new knee. Usually my place of great comfort and joy, I worried that I'd been left behind, scared that my newly reconstructed knee would let me down. Eight to twelve months for full recovery, I'd now been told. Baby steps, little by little, slow and steady. Even with a new training regime in place, a lingering doubt covered me like a rain cloud, a fear that I'd never fully recover, that my gymnastics career was over before it had a chance to begin. That my list of failures was about to grow even longer.

Mom and Dad adamantly believed a scholarship was still a possibility. Both were motivating me to stick to my dreams, to work hard, to have faith in myself. I went along with it, telling them that I was focused solely on my gymnastics. I didn't outright say I'd stopped volunteering with Malachi, only that Mrs Marshall was reading to him now. I hoped no one ever found out my secret — that I'd made an utter and complete fool of myself by declaring love to him. Remembering those words still made my face burn with shame.

My first week back at training went better than I'd anticipated. I hadn't realized how much I'd missed the discipline, the camaraderie of the other athletes and the support of the coaches. Everyone was welcoming, and I enjoyed watching and encouraging Lucy and the younger girls.

Lucy's Mom was delayed at work, so I'd offered to drive her home after the session. Lucy didn't have her learner's permit yet. For someone who was unafraid of doing a full twist back flip on a four inch beam, Lucy had a fear of having to drive in traffic. She was impatiently waiting for the day when driverless cars would become the norm.

I unlocked the car and tossed my training bag into the backseat, as did Lucy. She opened the passenger door, the seat covered in a jumble of my clothing items. Damon would have a fit, he was a freak about keeping his car clean, any scrap of paper or crumbs were quickly vacuumed up.

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