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Katsumi’s Point of View [Four Years Later] Hi my name is Katsumi Mori and I’m twenty years old. Returning for my third grand prix, after taking home a bronze and silver medal I plan on taking home a gold medal this year; I hope. I’m one of the many female figure skaters representing Japan, although they tend to call me the rising star skater. I don’t really believe the reporters but sure, if that’s what they want to call me. After the short program I am currently in third place, but I know my free program will knock them dead. Currently I’m in the locker room stretching before my performance, my position

Chapter 4: Now This is Right Katsumi’s Point of View Yuuri and I bounded into the building, with Yuuko waiting for us at the desk. “Yuuri, Katsumi. Viktor released a new video, grab your skates and let’s go,” Yuuko giggled. We followed her into the rink and gathered around to watch the new video, “wow Viktor looks elegant.” All three of us marveled at the talented, Russian skater. “I can’t wait to skate on the same ice as him.” I continued to daydream while Yuuko and Yuuri glanced at me with a worried look. “Well why don’t we start practicing?” Yuuri replied, skating to

Chapter 3: A Leg Up on the Competition Rose’s Point of View [A Week Later] It took me a week but I finally convinced the medic on base to design a prosthetic for Kat that would be perfect for her ice skating and I just can’t wait for her to try it on. Well, she of course has to go in for the first check up to get measured and weighed which shouldn’t be a big deal. I know she will be nervous to show someone else her leg considering she hated me seeing it, but oh well, she can deal with it. I pulled out my phone to call Kat. It rang for a bit and then she answered. “Hey girl, I got HM1 to make you that prosthetic but w

Chapter 2: Back to the Basics Rose’s Point of View I looked at Kat who seemed a little nervous walking with me, but then again, I could understand why. We did just meet, I know nothing about her and she knows nothing about me. She was leading me to the dance room which was of  adequate size and it had mirrors all around to check for bad posture. I thought about different things to lighten the mood. “Where are you from Kats?” I looked at her walking beside me. “It’s Kat and I was originally from Wales, except after my incident I moved here with my father.” She looked into my eyes. I never realized she was t

Chapter 1: A Fateful Encounter Katsumi’s Point Of View There stood a woman at the rink entrance, whose appearance seemed foreign. She seemed frustrated and her gaze fell on me. I wiped away the tears without hesitation, because whoever she was I didn’t want to sully my first impression. The woman whose long blonde hair draped around her shoulders and extended past her hips, her bangs that were pulled back revealed piercing blue eyes. I noticed that she was wearing a galaxy hoodie over what looked to be a long grey shirt and blue jeans. She began to put on her skates really quickly and skated over to me. As she got closer, I pull

Prologue 2: The Broken Skater Katsumi’s Point Of View Time after time I try the same jump, which was once easy to me but now I find it hard to land.  While my arms connect with the ice and my body slides across the rink, like one of the stuffed animals thrown at me after a performance. It’s funny to think how I was thought of as prodigy on the ice, while here I am, can’t even land a triple axel. I glance down at the artificial limb which I took for granted. Since I didn’t know of the consequences that followed, those decisions that would shape and destroy my career. ‘Why was I so stupid?’ I thought just th

Prologue 1: The Failed Audition Rose’s Point of View Nervousness shakes through my body as I stand here backstage waiting for my turn to go up so that I could perform my dance routine that I have been doing perfectly for a year now. I blow out a puff of air in frustration, there is only a 7.2% acceptance rate here to Juilliard. The girl who is currently on stage just messed up her pirouette and tried to recover it by adding in two grande jeté’s but that just made her look sloppy and she knew it. She lost her perfect facial expression and looked down. You are never supposed to lose your bearing. She had a perfect ending when