Will it ever get better?

     I shrugged. "I have always been good at gymnastics and cheerleading was the closest to it. Now it isn't that bad. I actually like it, sort of." She said, she put her hood up and leaned her head back against the cave. The storm slowly died down, though she didn't feel to good anymore. She felt like she was getting sick. "I am glad the storm is almost over." I told Rowan.



"The storm is over. Let's go." Andrew said to the teacher.

"We aren't going anywhere. I will go with another teacher and you will stay here." Mr. Anderson said.

"The hell I will. I am coming with you and you can not tell me otherwise."

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