chpt. 7

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Riley's pov

 They all take me back to my room, this time, locking the door...... -.-

Douche bags...

Hmmm....

What to do now........ O___O

Well, I'm bored!!!!!

Why not work on tumbling......

Don't judge me....

I warm up all my flying stretches.

I perfected my hyper-extended toe-touch, my hyper-extended needle, and my hyper-extended bow and arrow.

My coaches will be proud!

I mean..... If I ever see them again...

NOOOOOO. Riley, don't think like that!!!!!!! :(

I do a tuck. After landing that perfectly, I throw my standing full.

I do that, till I worked out a little combination.

Hey, my room was pretty big.....

I do a standing double back-handsprings, full, lay-out, lay-out, back-handspring, back-handspring, full, full.

Cuz you know..... I'm just beast like that.

I hear a knock on the door, and a guy with curly hair comes in.

He hands me a glass of water.

I cautiouslly take it....

HEY, tumbling makes you thirsty....

I drimk a bunch of it, and my eye lids suddenly become heavy.

My last thought before passing out, was, "The bitch drugged me!!!!!!!"

Fuck.

NOTE: HEY! SORRY IT TOOK ME FOREVER TO UPDATE..... :(

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STAY BRIGHT, MY SHINING STARS!!!!!!!! xx :)

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