James was a 16-year old sitting in the bleachers of a gymnasium, his green eyes watching his girlfriend Kelly run through her routine one final time before the competition tomorrow. He watched intently as she lept, twirled, twisted, and flung herself through a flawless set, a sure-win for the grand trophy. Clearly exhausted, the girl composed herself then ran over to her boyfriend with the largest smile on her face.
"Did you see all that?", Kelly exclaimed, obvious excitement and pride evident on her face.
"I saw the whole thing," replied James,"I honestly should've recorded that, but I do it tomorrow when you blow those judges away."
"You're too kind," the girl replied, flicking a strand of her long brunette hair away from her face. "Listen, we got a couple more hours to kill before I have to go home. Do you want to run through some of this stuff?"
"Really? If you want me to, then sure. Why not?" He answered, starting to walk toward the springpad when the arm of his girlfriend stopped