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Watching Lucero ace her regulations test was an eye-opener. Those trophies she kept at home and the reluctance of the director of María Auxiliadora had not been for show. The girl had enough talent and artistic skill to make any decent trainer fight for her. Still, there...
The rest of the week passed without major incidents. She poured all her blood, sweat, and tears into the treadmill and stationary bikes, jogged on the track, studied harder than she ever had in class, and survived the demands of being a professional athlete.
That little moniker still made her...
Lucero would be lying if she said that she was not feeling a bit beat up after enduring those mock races in VR. She did not consider herself a vulnerable or fragile girl, but that was making her reconsider a lot about herself. The idea that she had the potential for superpowers lifted her...
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A lot of things went into a race, much more than Lucero ever expected. Not only did she have to worry about running as fast as she could and pass everyone, but she also had to account for weather, track conditions, uphills and downhills, and the fact that she wasn't alone...
Monday began in earnest. She woke up at 5 a.m., ran through her now-usual gym routine, took a shower, and had her first breakfast. By the time the sun peeked over the mountains at six, she was already heading to her morning classes.
Her new schedule was a bit lopsided. She still had regular...
The weekend soon arrived, and Lucero was feeling a bit more nervous than usual. She had been separated from her friends for a week at that point, the longest in several years, and now she was ready to present them to her new friends. Yes, friends.
Bonding over tears and Carrot Ranger usually...
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Watching Dawnflower run had been an eye-opener. Lucero already knew she was behind in many areas compared to her classmates, but she hadn't realized she was that outclassed. If she had trouble keeping up with Dawn, she didn't even want to imagine how terrifying other...
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It was always fascinating to see the light inside everyone's hearts. Some burned bright and strong, while others were small and fragile. Her roommate and best friend had a big flame within her, but it was faint. One destined to be snuffed out all too soon.
Flor had made her peace...
After changing into her clean old uniform, Marco accompanied her to the gym. He marked her sets, set the pace, and explained how to use the machines. Using a gym felt novel and a bit strange. She had never needed to use the one in her old academy; only racers and a few Umas who were more...
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While the girls were chatting among themselves and cooling down after their run, Marco sat with Rebecca and exchanged notes post-race. She was several years his senior and already managed multiple teams of veteran Umamusume. Rebecca was a head shorter than him, her black...
Dawnflower returned to their room after about six PM, changed in front of Lucero without any decorum and went to sleep. Lucero's cheeks were red during the whole thing, but she didn't make any comments. After catching up with her manga, she went out to have dinner and then back to sleep.
The...
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Lucero didn't want to move an inch after exhausting herself. It had been fun for the first thirty minutes or so, when her emotions ran high, but after that, everything started to go downhill. It became harder to breathe, her legs burned, her throat ached, and it was...
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When Marco got the message saying that Lucero had arrived in Itagüí, he was more than a bit nervous. He double-checked his plans, made sure his reservations were properly placed, and confirmed that he had all of his things in order. When the time finally came for him to go...
Saying goodbye was hard, especially when you did not know when you would be coming back. Lucero's training would allow her rest days and moments of relaxation, but she needed to catch up with her studies and work on her speed. She had no illusions about her abilities, her only good point was her...
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Lucero had trouble sleeping from how giddy she was. She had her own trainer. Her plan involved going abroad. She was going to Japan.
"I have a trainer!"
She screamed the words inside her head, kicking at the bed while hugging a pillow. She still needed to legalize her...
Lucero's emotions only grew more tangled as the hours passed. To nobody's surprise, Silver, Ruiseñor, Cantante, and Fox all passed their tryouts with flying colors. The twins performed a lively, expressive Joropo, while Fox chose another Tango. Lucero had to admit her friend looked a bit silly...
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"The winner is Emerald dream!"
Emerald slowed to a light jog, basking in her victory. Rare were her chances to truly shine on the track, and from what she knew of the racing scene in Colombia, those chances were rare everywhere. She took a deep breath and fanned...
Monday came far too quickly for Lucero's fragile heart. She felt much better after talking with her friends and venting all the tangled emotions that had been eating her alive. The tryouts still loomed over her like a stormcloud, though. She'd do her best, of course she would… but that nagging...
Lucero tried her best, she really did. But every other racer was just that much faster. She could see their mocking smiles as they all crossed the finish line before her. The track stretched endlessly ahead, the goal drifting farther and farther away no matter how hard she pushed.
"What an...
Wednesday was another unremarkable day. Lucero followed her routine as usual, chatting with her friends, trading jabs with Fox and Silver, and excelling in her dance class. Still, it was hard to care about any of it now that she knew what she was in for.
Music history, costume design, philosophy...