I woke up with a pounding headache. I already knew it was Monday. I got up and brushed my teeth, screw breakfast. I put on a grey sweater, with skinny jeans, and some old combat boots. I brushed out my hair. Just wavy. I put my school supplies in my bag and I was off. I walked down the street and these homeless people asked me for money, I thought about my lunch money. I split the ten into a 5 and I gave to them. I hit the parking lot of the school when my friend Selena jumped me. "HEY!" I jumped and hit her. She bent down to the ground and I quickly tended to her, "oh my god I'm so sorry it's a reflex!" She smiled, "I'm fine!"
I went to my locker and took out my books for first period, then I walked to class. Class was boring, just math. I went to the bathroom in the middle of it, and heard that Harper, (a girl who thinks she's the best and tries to get in Selena and i's minds) was getting pushed down to third row. Ouch! (In my ballet class we have 5 rows, and it's basically a competition who gets the higher row and Harper was in the front so that's a big loss!) I went out as the bell rang, I got my stuff and went to Selena's locker. "Did you hear?" I asked. She slowly turned her head with a grin, then "YESS THAT HARPER IS MOVING DOWN TO SECOND ROW!!!!" "Third actually." I corrected her. She tensed up, "that's even better!!"
After last block I went straight to my locker and grabbed my ballet bag. I went into the locker room and changed then I went into the studio. I started my exercises on the pole. Everyone rushed in, last one was Harper and her best friend Halee. Harper's face was flushed as she wiped her tears. Selena and I looked at each other and smirked, then Madam Mysore came in. "Hello class, we have a slight change in rows. Harper you'll be taking Abbie's placement as Abbie will take yours." We started class and we were dancing in sync, until, "OWWWW!" Madam Mysore stopped the music, "why is there talking?" I stepped up "Harper just stomped on my ankle!" I showed her and it was all red turning purple. Harper stepped up too, "Madam Mysore I ashore you it was a mistake." Madam Mysore looked at my ankle, "Not buying it! Harper your out for the rest of the week!" Harper stood shock, then Halee stepped up, "umm how is that fair?!" Madam Mysore helped me to the bench and turned, "well Halee, Harper stomped on her ankle. That mean she's injured, witch means THAT SHE COULDNT BE ABLE TO DANCE ON IT, IF HARPER HIT AT THE RIGHT ANGLE, WITCH MEANS MS HALEE THAT IT COULD RUIN SASHAS WHOLE DANCE CAREER. Surely there has to be some punishment. Right? Right."
I was surprised. Madam Mysore had never stood up for me before. She came over to me as Harper balled her eyes out running out of class. "Work on your one good foot." And that's what I did. When class was over Madam Mysore stopped the music, "now class there is a Julie Art audition." The whole class started talking. "WAIT! There is only three spots, so you all will be performing a solo, best three wins. Good day." We all went into the locker room. I started putting my stuff in my locker. Then I got dressed and went outside to wait for my ride. Harper came out and gave me a dirty look before she left.
When I got home I went straight to my room. I did my homework and did a little ballet. Then I cooked myself dinner, after that I let sleep take over.
VOUS LISEZ
Dancing Broken
Roman pour AdolescentsSasha is an African American living in the projects. Her mother is abusive, and a drunk. Her dad left, and took the only good thing about her life, safety. Her dad always protected her, even from the bad people in her neighborhood. After all this Sa...
