I woke up, sweat beaded on my head. The nightmare has kept me for hours.

+Dream+

              I was there, in an elegant outfit, skating my heart out. Everything was going swell, making a smile form on my lips, until I messed up on a jump, sending myself tumbling across the ice, not being able to protect my wrist. Pain seared through my arm, tears brimming my eyes. I tried to gt up, and asked for help, yet no one came. They stood there, laughing at my fail. Even Victor, my boyfriend and idol, was crying from laughing. 

            "Victor," I winced in pain as I tried to stand up,"Help! Please!" 

+End+

          Standing up, I rubbed my eyes before taking a shower.

        After the shower, I brushed my teeth, hair, and tried to do my makeup. I tried to ignore my arm, yet, my eyes always trailed to it. Today was the day I was going to be competing again.

       If I mess up, even once, and fall, I'm finished. I could possibly get surgery, but it might make my wrist worse.
       "Hun? Are you okay?" My mom knocked on the bathroom door. "Could you help me with my makeup?" I opened the door for her and she smiled, "of course sweetie!"

*time skip*

          Coach drove me to the rink. It was packed with people and my heart started to speed up and nervous butterflies gave me the shivers.

         As I walked in, I was instantly blinded by flashes. My vision cleared and in front of me were standing a mob of camera men.

         Victor was just behind them, waving his hand. This isn't good. If I go to Victor, people could question us, but if I stay here, I might worry him. Smiling back at him, I pushed through the mob and shyly walked up to him.
         "Ignore them. They're just trying to get pictures of the legendary female skater that put out other skaters," he smiled at me.

        Smiling back at him again, I nodded and coach and mom met up with us.
         "When is she going on?" Coach asked. Victor shrugged, "I think she's on first, so little (n/n) should probably go get ready," he poked my cheek.

       Red pooled into my cheeks and I scampered away to get ready.

        I stood in front of the mirror, checking out my makeup, which complemented my outfit. Black eyeliner was normal. The red lip gloss gave my lips a candy look.

         There was a small rip on my elbow from sliding on the ice, but not very noticeable.

         "So you're the female everyone is looking for?" Someone walked in.
       I looked over at the female. She had long, icy blue hair. Her eyes were a popping color of hazel. (Btw she's my own OC)
       "Oh, mind me, I'm Dawn," she hid a smirk by bowing. "I'm-"
       "You're (F/n) (L/n). Big fan," she stood back up, "you know, I'm surprised the still allow you to skate. I'm also surprised you and Victor are a thing. It's strange isn't it? Shouldn't he be cheering Yuri on? Not you.. a bloody ol' crush?"
        "It's not strange. He can cheer both of us on. Are you going to say it's strange for Yuri and I to cheer each other on?"

          "Actually, yes. It's a competition. Winner takes all kind of thing, isn't it?" She got closer to me and put her cold hand under my chin, raising my head, "how gorgeous. Anyways, you should go. You're up next," she left, leaving me totally confused.
           I walked out, enveloped in a hug. "Do your best," Victor's breath tickled my ear. I nodded and walked towards the rink.

         "(F/n) (L/n)! A figure skater from Hasetsu, Kyushu, Japan! She'll be skating to Nukumori!" A voice boomed.