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a/n - before i get started on the requests in my inbox, i just wanted to show you guys a piece i wrote with my a couple of my ocs :)
Abielle sighed as her flag clanged on the floor, “god! I’m gonna fucking scream!” Why in the world couldn’t she get this damn toss right? She looked at the video on her phone as it played over and over again. It was a simple parallel toss. Open to the front, bring it behind the head, and flick. It wasn’t supposed to be this damn hard.
The sounds of her frustration echoed through the nearly empty dance gym and the only other person to hear her was her squad leader, Morgan. “Keep it in the toaster,” she mumbled through chews of her salad.
“I’m trying!” Abielle yelled back as she tossed it once more. Her arms were feeling heavy from how many times she’s done it without rest. This time, the flag flew across the gym, almost hitting Morgan.
Morgan jumped back slightly and nearly choked on her food. “Control,” she reminded.
Abielle groaned, flopping down on the hard floor, “I wanna go home!” She was tired, weak, and not to mention stressed from a week of tests and exams. She just didn’t want to do color guard at that moment despite going to sectionals on her own accord.
Aggravated, she quite literally rolled her way over to her flag. Morgan had tried so hard to hold back a giggle at Abielle’s reflection in the dance mirrors.
Once over to her flag, she wrapped the silk around her body. “I’m taking a nap,” she said dramatically while hugging the pole.
“Night-night,” Morgan chimed as she stifled a laugh.