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Josephine was in the kitchen washing dishes, as her mother walked in. “The principal called,” she said, “You had detention three times this week Jo?” “Why, why?”

“Mom i’m sorry, it’s Stacey.” Jo said. “ She has been bullying me ever since the year started, I have tried to do something nice, and she just goes and tells the teacher.

“Oh real mature!” Her mom yelled. “You are almost fifteen Josephine.” “You should know better.” 

“I know it’s just it has been really hard settling in here.” “You have to realize that everyone calls me the “new girl”, and I just don’t fit in.”

“Well you have Olivia she is like your best friend.” Her mom stated.

“ Yeah one friend, most girls there have like 10 friends!” “Ok well mom I am sorry, I will try to act better.”

“Oh honey come here,” Jo walked across the kitchen and gave her mom a hug. “I am so sorry honey, I know it is hard for you to be the “new girl” and I will try to be a bit less strict.” “I am sorry that my job transferred us here, but they did. It is not my fault, sweetie.” I love you.”

“I love you too mom.”

“Ok now go upstairs and do your homework.” Her mom said.

While up in her room, Jo looked out the window and saw girls ice skating on the pond across the road. She sighed “ awww that looks like fun.” “I better start on my algebra.” She went to her bed, and there right on her bed was the school’s brochure. And there it said in italic letters “ New to Our School, Ice Skating!”  She gasped. “Just what I need.”

The next day. She was walking into the school. “Hey Liv” Jo said. Olivia turned around.

“Hey Jo!” “How are you?” 

“Good I guess.” “You?”

“I am good too.” Did you here that we have a sub teacher in science today?” Olivia stated.

“No” “Why?”

“Miss Belemy is sick” She said. Ring ring! “Oh well time for math.” “See you at lunch.”

“Ok, bye.” 

As Jo was walking into her writing class, she see’s Stacey with her friends whispering and staring at her. Jo just rolls her eyes. Even though on the inside her heart is about to break. She hears her say. “Eww look at those clothes, I think I am gonna barf.” Her friends start laughing. Then she hears them talk about ice skating. “Did you here that the school has ice skating now?” I am totally gonna do it.” The sign up sheet is  hanging up by the principal’s office.”

“Good morning students.” Miss Smith walked in. “ I hope you all did last nights homework.” As Miss Smith was lecturing, all Jo was thinking about was if she knew where the principal’s office was. Right when the bell rang. Jo ran as fast as she could towards the principal's office.

“ Yes, I found it.” As she was writing her name down Stacey walked up behind her. She cleared her throat.

“Nice handwriting for a girl who is going to fail at skating.” She said in a mean tone. Jo tried so hard just ignore her, but she couldn’t.

“Stacey why are you so mean to me?” I din’t do anything to you.” Jo cried.

“But isn’t it the job for the popular girls to beat down the new girls?” Stacey walked away. I am gonna prove Stacey wrong. Jo thought.

Once she got home from school she thought, “Today is tryouts.” She ran upstairs and got dressed into sweats and a t-shirt. Mother won’t be back until late tonight. She thought, I should be back before she get’s home. She put the cat away and locked the door. “My dreams here I come!” She smiled and started walking to the school. She just got to the ice rink, where there was girls showing what they can do.

“May I help you?” A nice short lady asked her.

“Yes, I would like to tryout for ice skating, please.”

“Ok come right this way ma’am.” Jo followed this lady to the bleachers. “Ok put your things here, then meet me down on the ice.” Jo put her things there, put on her skates and walked down to her. “What is your name?”

“Josephine, but you may call me Jo if you like.”

“Ok, Jo show me what you got.” The lady said in excitement. A song started playing  and Jo started skating. The lady just stood there in awe. From across the ice Stacey was watching her too. She looked very jealous. “ Wow, Jo you are in.” Jo stopped.

“Really?” The lady nodded. “Thank you!”

The lady said, “On one condition, you have the $450 right?”

“Um well not really.” Jo said. There was a long silence. then the coach said,

“ We would love to have you on our team, but we will not allow you to come without paying. Jo looked down. She kept talking, “But I will consider it and give you a call.”

“Really?” Jo said with excitement.

“Yes, I am not allowed to but I will consider it. Please give me your number.

“Ok It is 469-1308, that is my home phone.

“Ok I will talk to you soon, Jo. Bye” Jo waved goodbye. As Jo was walking home she started dancing. That night before her mom was home the coach called and told her  that she was able to participate. She said that practices were in the morning from 5:30 to 7:30, and that they would have a big competition in 2 months. That wednesday night she prayed to God and thanked him. Even though her father died. She still had some hope left in life.

After manny practices of skating, her mom was wondering why her grades where going down. “Honey why have you been leaving so early to do extra school, and your grades have been going down?” “It does not make sense?”

“Uh I don’t know mom?” But I got to go now, bye!” 

“Wait!” Jo ran into her and her skates fell out of her backpack. “Jo!” Her mom yelled. “You have been ice skating all along?” “Haven’t you?” 

“Mom I am sorry, but I love it!” Jo said.

“Well I am not going to allow it any longer!” Said her mom.

“But mom there is a competition tomorrow.” “And I really want to go.”

“Too bad, that is not going to happen. Jo was going to say something but her mom cut in “because you are failing your classes and you went behind my back.” “That’s why.” Jo ran up to her room crying. 

The next day she decided she was going to go to the competition. While she was there she was really nervous. And it didn’t help that she din’t have her mom’s support. She hears the reporter say “Next up, Josephine Wild.”

Josephine went out there, her song started playing and she wan’t doing her routine, she looked very sad, and she was not even trying. Until she saw her mother sitting on one of the bleachers. Then Jo started to do a splendid job. She realized that all she needed was her mom’s support.

By Katelyn Shedd