I watched the clock tick as I waited for this day to be over. Gymnastics tryouts were going to be soon, and Blaire wasn't gonna be there. You might be wondering 'Well, why can't she do both?' Blaire is NOT a multitasker, ok? I'm not gonna try to get her to do that, because it won't go very well. As I sat through last period, my head was spinnin. I'm not someone who worries about alot of things. But today I was FREAKING OUTT. The bell rang, and I walked out the door.

There were lots more girls than last year. So, if I told a girl it's just not enough, she would look at me like I was a creep. That wouldn't bother me though. I'm sorta used to it. One by one, girls went up to the mat to try out.

" Courtney Moore."

There it was. I went up to the mat. I did my moves. A cartwheel. A twist. My favorite- double backflip. My turn was over. I left the mat.

after tryouts I heard someone calling my phone. It was Blaire. I accepted the FaceTime.

"How was tryouts? You didn't break anyone's bones did you?"

" It was fine. and no. Who made it will be up Wednesday. How was your tryouts?"

" Great!! Who knew volleyball could be so fun? There's so many nice girls on the team!! EEEK!!!" Blaire screams when she's excited.

I sighed. "yayy" I showed her my best fake smile.

"Courtney, come help with dinner!"

" Oh, that's my mom. Talk tomorrow, bye!"

Why was it so hard for me to make friends? It was just so easy for Blaire. I needed to try to get out of my shell. That's what I was gonna do.

When I saw the gymnastics list I wasn't surprised to see my name. Ah, I gotta stop being so cocky. I looked for someone to be friends with at practice that day. And I saw a girl sitting alone.

"Hi. I'm Courtney"

" Hello courtney, I'm Julie"

An that's when I realized that this was gonna be easier than I thought