Dive & Dash

Hi, I'm Kirstie M, I'm twelve and I'm a professional diver.


I love diving.


The excitement and adrenaline you get from diving is not like anything you experience in other sports. And believe me, I've tried a LOT of sports before I started diving. And to think it has only been two years since I started diving, I can now do perfect dives from 3, 5, 10 and 15 metres, though I still get butterflies in my stomach when I dive from the 15 platform .


Last week I had my last tournament before the start of summer. I won, I was SO happy. What a great way to start summer vacation!!! Now three weeks of private cruise in the Greek sea await me and also another reason to why I'm so happy, my so_not_called_friend (I hate her because she is SO annoying , but I have to pretend to be best friends with her so that my parents are happy) Ruth, will becoming on the cruise with us and her family, so she can see me perform my Flip & Slip dive (that's how I call it) that I've been practising for weeks and just be furious with ENVY. Ah-ah, I know it's a bit mean, but I am looking forward to THAT, I mean it IS only fair after she stole my best friend and, even if she doesn't realize it, she HAS been trying to keep me and my ex-boyfriend apart, by obviously stealing him from me.


--- 1.5 weeks later


This is it, today is the first day that they are going to let us dive from the 3 metres platform. There is also a 1.5 diving platform, but I can't do my flip from there.
I volunteer to go first.
I hear my big brother cheering me on. ( He knows about Ruth).
I walk onto the platform.
I reach the end point walking in a glorious posture, with my head kept high, I'm going to do this.
I know see just the tip of my fingers, and then the marine-blue Greek sea.
I jump.
I can feel the air around me when I flip.
I feel my back bend as I enter the water. (This would have been a dive that would have scored me an 8.0)
I enter the water.
For a moment, whilst I am in the depths of the sea, there is no sound, just the harmony of the deaf sea, then when my head goes up to the search of air, I hear the cheers coming from the boat .
As I swim back to the ladder, so that I can climb aboard the boat, I see Ruth running into her room, I hear a door slamming.
I know this is bad, but I feel very happy in seeing this, for getting her back and I think: "What a perfect end to the day."


---1.5 weeks later


Today is the last day of the holiday.
Tomorrow we will be going home.
Me and Ruth haven't spoken since that day, we have just been avoiding each other.
I liked the way this holiday went, just peaceful, like it should've been.


All I want to end with is, Ruth is one of the worst people I ever met, she'll always be like this, but to me this does NOT MATTER any more.




Just to note, this work is entirely fictional, any refer to actual facts is just pure coincidence.
S.V.