For the rest of the trip home it was quiet, neither James nor I spoke a word. When we got home it was after 12 o'clock. .
I went up to my room and threw my duffel bag on the floor and reached for the medal that had once had the sticky note on it. I held it up and examined it. I realized that the medal had once been silver but now it had changed to a more golden color. I wonder what will happen if I wish I thought to myself. I held the medal in my hand once more and decided to wish.
"I wish I was the best on the gymnastics team," I spoke anxiously ready to find out if my wish would really come true.
I went to the bathroom and got ready for bed. Before I went to sleep, I went over and picked up the medal once more. It had changed back to its original color. That's weird I thought. I climbed in bed and went to sleep. I woke up at 6 o'clock ready to start gymnastics practice. James dropped me off at 7 o'clock and I entered the building. Jasmine was there stretching out on the floor.
"Hey Jasmine," I called over to her.
"Hey dweeb," she smirked back.
I went over and put my clothes in a cubby, undressed and ran out onto the floor. I stretched for a while and then went to my first rotation, bars. Jasmine was warming up and Coach Karren was writing something down in her notebook. Today it was routine day and Jasmine was the first one up. "Ok, Jasmine you're up. Show me a perfect routine," Coach Karren tells Jasmine. Jasmine jumps to do her mount and misses the handstand going into the pirouette. Jasmine goes for a sole circle on the low bar because she did not make her jump to the high bar right off and she falls. "Come on Jasmine what is wrong with you today you are usually perfect on bars," Coach Karren complains.
"I don't know," Jasmine said confused.
"Well get up there and finish it!" Coach Karren yelled.
Jasmine went back to the bars and did a squat on and reached for the high bar, grabbed it, kipped up and went for her giants.
