meet me halfway [PAVEL]

[savannah lorelei of germany]

As music from The Wanted flooded the silence that filled the room, Savannah stirred and groaned lightly. Every morning she would wake up early to go to the gym and work on her gymnastics routines. Her eyes opened slightly and she turned to glance at her clock displaying her usual wake up time for the weekends. Rolling over, Savvy reached for her phone and shut the alarm off. Why do I do this to myself? She asked quietly hoping that the alarm hadn’t woken up her roommates. Slowly the princess sat up and looked around the dorm. Luckily the music hadn’t woken them up, or if it did they just went back to sleep. Once she placed her phone on the bed, Savannah pulled on one of her practice leotards, a track jacket and a pair of capris made especially for gymnasts. Today she felt like going for a walk before she went to the gym, so she figured that it’d be fun to go for a walk in the park. Usually her training sessions last for most of the day on the weekends since she basically misses out on practices during the week days. Her coach had flown over from Germany and had found a gym nearby Vineheart that was easily transformed into everything that Savannah needed for a day’s practice. After everything she needed was packed into her gym bag, the princess grabbed her phone and was off to the cafeteria to grab a few things to eat throughout her practice session. At first the cafeteria was never open when she woke up to go and train, but when she talked to her parents, they found a way to have that changed. Savvy greeted the woman at the register and set down her pile of food consisting of various fruits, protein bars and bottles of water. With a quick thank you the girl hurried out of the school and smiled once she reached the fresh air. The park wasn’t too far from Vineheart, but it was still a bit of a walk. It felt amazing to be out and away from everything and before she knew it, the gates surrounding the park came into view.

There didn’t seem to be too many people out and for that she didn’t blame them. It was too early in the morning for a normal person to be up and moving around. Savvy wandered aimlessly around until she found herself near the lake with the fountain and set her bag down next to the bench. She sat for a while staring off into space at first, but eventually came back to earth and checked her phone for the time. Technically she was about fifteen minutes late to practice, but Savvy didn’t really care. Her coach was getting paid to work with her and she was pretty sure that coaching was his only job, so it wasn’t like he had anything better to do. Feeling a little bad for making him wait, the princess called her coach and told him that she was going to be late and that she’d call him when she was on her way. It made things easier for him and would give her plenty of time to do what she wanted until then. Her gaze wandered about the park and she decided that the open space behind her bench was calling to her. So she stood and set her phone inside her bag to prevent it from falling out of her pocket. Savvy decided that it’d be smart to go over her new floor routine before she went to practice, so that her coach wouldn’t be upset with her if she forgot something. After a bit of stretching Savvy was ready to go and backed up. She started her routine with the usual artistic maneuvers and then sprinted forward to gain momentum for her tumbling pass. The flips in the first pass were easy enough and she felt good about them, but as she came to work on her second set with one of the hardest moves on floor, the double back with double twist, she completed the flips and twists, but she landed wrong and fell flat on her back. The wind had been knocked out of her for a second and she frowned unhappy that she still couldn’t land that piece cleanly. She got up slowly and stretched out her back before redoing that section hoping this time for a better outcome. So with at deep breath she sprinted out and repeated the section only to fall flat on her back again. The princess sighed and decided to lay there in the grass for a moment allowing the pain to finish moving through her, so she could get up.

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Tagged; Pavel Outfit; Here
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[pavel anzhelo of bulgaria]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, background-color:#f4f4f4; width:400px; padding:8px; border: 8px solid #9b6464;] that's part of it all PART OF THE BEAUTY OF FALLING IN LOVE WITH YOU IS THE FEAR YOU WON'T FALL His roommates probably thought he was up way too early, but Pavel liked the early start that he got every day. Gave him time to prepare, gave him time to gather up everything before having that threatening feeling that time sometimes had over you, when you were rushing to get everything done in half of the quality it should have been. The curly brown haired boy slipped quietly out of his room, being nice enough to the Serbian prince and other prince that shared his room, deciding to take a morning stroll. It was the weekend, and Pavel felt like taking a stroll out in Hawk Park before starting on his pile of homework. The wind kissed his soft face as he walked head first through the wind, thinking about the previous week. Pavel's life hadn't been very hectic, which was always a good thing, but sometimes he wished that the flat line would have a spike or two. Make his heart beat faster, make the rusty adrenaline rush through his body. Pav shoved his hands into the pockets of his black jacket, entering the park that was lined with pine trees and benches. Everything was quiet and wonderful, it made him think of his home back in Bulgaria. The palace was large and winding, allowing him to run around in the castle all day long, never getting caught. It made him feel invincible, alone and powerful like that. Pav smiled at the thought, shaking his head at his younger self, wishing that he had not thrown that part of him away when he became the young man he was today. Pav glanced around the park, seeing people as they walked with loved ones or siblings. Pavel couldn't help but smile as he saw those people, a little part inside of him wishing that he could be like them. With someone they loved. He wanted to describe it like his heart was pulled into fifty different directions, one wishing he could be the small child again, another telling him that he had to be mature, to make his country proud. Pav was jerked out of his thoughts, seeing a girl that he slightly recognized from a few of his classes, falling over and lying on the ground. Pavel rushed over, being the gentleman he was, and bent down next to her. "Are you okay?" He asked, kneeling next to her and brushing a strand of brown hair from her chocolate eyes. He blinked a couple of times, trying to remember where he had seen her from. He grinned, finally realizing. Sometimes it took Pav longer to think of things, than usual. His grin was made wider, recognizing the brown haired girl as the youngest princess of Germany. Savannah.t tagged !

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[savannah lorelei of germany]

As the princess rested on the ground, if you could even call it that, she began to wonder how the other park goers felt about her little display or lack thereof really. They’d probably pity her momentarily for falling and then go back on with their day and forget completely about her which was usually the way things tended to go for her anyways. She wasn’t going to lie though; she was slightly surprised that nobody had come to check on her to at least see if she was ok, that was until she heard someone running over to her. Savvy wanted to sit up, but she still needed a bit more time lying flat. Luckily for her, she was used to this kind of falling and wouldn’t need to be rushed to the emergency room. At that thought she grimaced simply because she knew her mother would freak. As soon as Savannah saw her rescuer, names flashed through her mind until she found the right one. Pavel was his name, and she had taken note of that during one of the classes they had together. He seemed like a nice boy, very quiet like her and she had eventually planned on talking to him. That was after all how most people made friends, or so everybody kept telling her, teasingly of course. What took her by surprise was how he brushed her hair to the side and she immediately felt the blood rushing to her cheeks. She looked up at him for a moment not really sure what to say and offered him a small smile. Yes, she replied lightly and bit her bottom lip for a moment as she alternated staring at him and looking down at the grass. Savannah couldn’t really be classified as shy, she was after all quite the friendly one when it came to people she knew, but sometimes her preference to observe was mistaken for that quality. She sat up slowly and sighed softly as she shook her head at her embarrassing situation. Sitting there silently was getting a little awkward and she felt kind of rude for not at least attempting to strike up a conversation with the Bulgarian prince. I don’t normally fall…well, at least I don’t when I have my routine mastered. He did after all rush over to see if she was ok, so the least thing she could do was to say something.

Her gaze scanned the park and rested on where her gym bag was sitting next to the park and then returned back to Pavel when she confirmed that it was still there. The princess racked through her brain trying to figure out something she could say to him, she had wanted to talk to him anyways. It was the perfect opportunity to introduce herself though it was kind of an odd meeting. So with a deep breath she gave him a smile, I’m Savannah. Thank you for checking on me, it seems like you’re the only chivalrous one in the park today. Savvy definitely appreciated his concern and began to wonder just how much he had seen. She hoped that he at least saw her last tumbling pass before she fell and not just the fall. That tended to happen to her though which was why her parents had many great tapes of her falling during practices. They were usually too busy talking to keep the camera focused and would only fix it in time to watch her fall flat on her face. So what brings you here on this fine early morning? She asked slightly surprised that she was able to ask that question so easily. There was just something about him that was making talking a lot easier than normal and she wondered what exactly that was.

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Tagged; Pavel Outfit; Here
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