BLOOD BATH (Full Moon)
Surprised to see Jordan watching her, she stood up with a zest, pretending not to hurt.
"Hey, Jordan!" She couldn't mask the surprise in her tone. "I thought the academy suspended you?"
Megan Trainor, twenty-one years old blonde, sassy and bitter. She was hardly in the Academy's good books. Aside from being known for her arrogance and viciousness, the only good things folks said about her were her constant wins during inter-state games.
"Well, I'm back. Nice to meet you again," Jordan Sparks responded with a mocking smile.
Jordan gently climbed the parallel bar, dancing and displaying moves. Feeling a little sense of defeat, Megan turned to leave the hall.