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I plan to schedule an appointment to become sterile.
You’re an ass. I think you would be so adorable with a little girl or two.
She would be the death of me, if you are not.
I hope you have kids one day. I see how you coach the little gymnasts. You would make a good dad one day.
Also, a vasectomy doesn’t make you sterile.
This scene originally happened inBalancearound chapter nine. It’s between Avery and Adrianna shortly after Adrianna started to develop feelings for Kova and she didn’t realize it.
It was a struggle to delete for two reasons. One, I loved the friendship between Avery and Adrianna from the first page, and two, because I felt this scene cracked the door open to Adrianna’s feelings for Kova.
“‘Adrianna, how has your stretching been compared to mine? Has it been helping, or no?’” I said in a heavy, fake Russian accent, and my best friend laughed.
I was in bed, exhausted, and replaying what happened this past week to Avery. Kova had made sure to ask me routinely if I thought his ways helped. I think he got a kick out of knowing his ways were better and got results. While I was seeing a difference, I wasn’t sure if it was because I was training myself to believe it, or it really was helping in the end.
“Avery, I froze. I don’t know why I did, but then I decided to lie to him.”
“Wait, you lied to him every time he asked you? You’re such an idiot. What did you say?” She chuckled.
“Well, not every day. I changed it up. I told him I didn’t think I noticed a huge difference yet, then I said it was helping. Truth is, I think I noticed a difference. I’ve been feeling better all around. I just didn’t want to admit he was right because he’s so cocky about it. I’d always been taught to stretch and overstretch as much as possible. It makes me mad knowing I was doing it wrong for so long or that I could’ve hurt myself.” I paused. “You know what he said?”
“No, but I have a feeling you’re going to tell me.”
I giggled. “That he must not be doing his job right and has to look over his schedule to see where he can fit me in again. ‘Sounds good’ was all I could think of to say.” I smacked my forehead. “Avery, I felt like an asshole.”
She chuckled. “Why?”
“Why? Why did I lie?” I questioned her.
“Because you think he’s attractive, that’s why. You got all flustered and didn’t know how to act.”
I scoffed. “I do not.”
“You always stutter and do stupid shit when you think a guy is cute!” she countered over the phone. God, I missed her.
“I hate you.”
“You do not,” she mumbled while laughing. “You hate that I’m right.”
Silence, and then I said, “Okay. So maybe he does make me nervous, and I do think he’s slightly cute. He has really nice eyes, Ave. It doesn’t mean you’re right, though.”
I flattened my lips so I wouldn’t laugh.
“Whatever you say.”
“Avery!”
“What?”
“Focus!”
“Focus on what?” she yelled back.
“On my dilemma!”
“What dilemma? You never said there was a dilemma. You only spoke about Coach Kissable and the stupid shit you said, and that was it.”
