Chapter one

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I slumped down and put my dance bag on the bench. We were 2 hours early, like usual. Maddie always had 2 privates before dance, and I was the one who had to wait. Rummaging through my bag, I pulled out my phone and checked Instagram. Abby only let us reply to people on twitter so I scrolled down through all the hate, support, and people asking for shout outs and asking when my single will come out. Sighing, I clicked off my phone. Turing it over my hands, I looked at my case. It was a bedazzled case that said "princesskenzieboo13" and had a hot pink bow glued to it. At meet and greets we always get cool stuff. Maddie came rushing in with her tap shoes in hand.
"Hey, have you seen my shoe shiner?" she said, out of breath.
" No." I muttered and turned my head away.
"What's wrong Kenz." She said, sitting down.
" I don't want to dance anymore." I said.

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