Isabelle didn't perform as well as she normally does, she was lucky to place third overall, maybe I am a bit sick Isabelle thought to herself. Until Coach Michelle came up to Isabelle "Isabelle" "no no I know today wasn't my best day, but I will do better in the next.." "Listen Isabelle" Coach Michelle interrupted "I think....you have grown a bit too much and" "WHAT!" Isabelle interrupted " that that can't be, how am I suppose to do gymnastics if, I am tall and what about" Isabelle said with stress" don't worry Isabelle we will think of something else" "so does that mean I have to quit""no Isabelle, but i'm afraid you won't be able to go to the meet that determines if you get in the team or not" Coach Michelle said "But that has been my dream for many years" "There is always in 4 years time when you will be more prepared" "then I will be much taller" Chloe said storming out of the room and into the car, she said nothing the whole way home.

That night Isabelle was mad. She couldn't believe it. That night she decided to go to bed early.