[Day 5] Decathlon: Long Jump

"Says"

The last day of the olympics and the last chance to catch up. Enzo had dropped and risen and dropped over and over again. All he could do was be frustrated with himself day after day. Something about himself was breaking inside of him and he hated it. Nemo always told him that frustration was why he wasn't doing so well, but how could he believe his little brother. His little brother wasn't exactly a master at anything. He never trained as hard as Enzo and Everett had, so instead of listening to Nemo he turned to Everett for advice. Everett had told him he needed to calm down and just focus, which was solid advice, but not the advice he had been looking for. All he could think of was beating Nevah from the start and now all he wanted was a medal. Everett had proved that he could do something in pole vaulting. Enzo wanted a medal like his cousin Ty had been gaining. It's the only thing he wanted and to see Nevah's grin wiped off her face.

Long jump was something he thought he could possibly do well in. High jump had gone better than he expected it to, so Long jump couldn't be that bad for him. Enzo had been stretching and stretching. His muscles ached from every event he had done, but his olympics was almost complete, all he had to do were the last two events. Enzo prepared for the long jump and he felt prepared. He glares at Nevah one more time for good luck, before smiling like a fool and heading out to the jumping area. Warmed up, stretched, and ready to go. Enzo runs towards the pit. His heart races and everyone was watching what a Krearns could do. Enzo wasn't the best, but he wasn't the worst. He would show them all what he could truly do.