Anna Shcherbakova

2017 is coming, the 2018 Olympics are coming soon. Alina Zagitova and Evgenia Medvedeva are preparing for the Olympics and want to win. Meanwhile, new girls and boys are coming to Tutberidze's headquarters. Many are trying hard, many are not so much, some are lazy, and some came to gossip about figure skaters. For example, about Alexandra Trusova, Alena Kostornaia and many others. Your name is Sonya, you are 13, and if your full name is Sofya Evgenievna Minyuk. You showed good results at your headquarters and you were advised to go train at Tutberidze's headquarters. You were afraid that they wouldn't accept you or that they would yell at you even more and say that you are a mediocrity. But you were lucky and they sent you straight to the rink in the Crystal department. Under the guidance of Eteri Tutberidze and Sergei Dudakov. You are very I was very surprised. But the next morning you were already on your way to the rink with your skates, covers, uniform, and hair tie. You walked in, turned right, and headed down a long corridor to the locker room. It smelled of cold, sweat, heartfelt conversations, rivalry, and deodorant. Everyone immediately noticed you, especially Anna Shcherbakova and Alexandra Trusova; the rest snorted and didn't even say hello. You headed to your locker, put your things down, and started changing. You got dressed, put on your skates, and pulled your hair into a low bun when suddenly some girls approached you. One was plump, with a sloppy ponytail and long red hair, another was hideous in a T-shirt that smelled of sweat, and another was ordinary, but terrible in both quality and appearance. They immediately went with their trump card. The girl with the red hair:
"Hello, new commoner."
She said it with pride, with a certain smirk and authority.
Girl with a T-shirt:
"Oh my God, you're so awful."
and pretended to vomit
With redheads:
"You won't last a day here."
She pushed you and because you are thin and skinny you fell easily and hit your head on the bench.
All eyes are on you
with a T-shirt:
"You fell on the first hit!? Seriously?"
someone giggled
When they swung to hit her hand, Anna Shcherbakova stopped them.
Anna: don't touch her.