I looked down at the curves it produced, and a rush of adrenaline surged through me. I was looking more and more like a real girl. Luckily, I had alw...ys worn my hair long. I therefore needed only to style it properly. I knew that it would be difficult to do it myself, so I had been up early and gone to a hairdresser nearby. This felt like a last rehearsal before the big show, and as I walked down the street, acting as a girl, I saw to my relief none of the laughing faces or pointing fingers I. That was not important right now.Her brother-in-law had not contacted either of them in a week. She and her husband were finally moving forward. Hell, maybe they could even… She whipped out her vibrating cell phone, taking a moment to admire that sly blush creeping up on her face. Then she felt her heart drop when she saw the caller.“So nice of you to come here immediately after I called. Feels like I hired a hooker for the night,” she heard her brother-in-law say. She could not respond as her. The way I found out was, one night, or morning is better. I woke up. I think it was around 3 in the morning. My door was open a little and I could see a flickering blue light coming through my door. I got out of bed and looked down the hallway. The light was coming from the computer screen in my folks room. I tip toed down the hallway to their room. The door was open enough that I could see just about the whole room. Mom and dad were sitting side by side looking at the screen. There are some. It had part to do with her getting older, she wouldnt be able to compete in the next Olympics at 20 against much younger girls, but mostly it had to do with Morgan. There was a freak accident at the gym, and Morgan died. Ella didnt like to think about it, and quickly dismissed the thought from her mind. Remembering that she tried to have a normal senior year in high school, and with the one-on-one attention she received at gymnastics school she was far enough ahead in her studies that she could.