Jennifer's POV
Tony had given us a few days off even though I had just started. I wasn't ready to take a break fron dancing so I just practised at home. As I was relaxing in my flat, my cell phone started to ring. I looked to see who was calling me at 11pm and it was my sister. Well, that was a first. I decided to answer it.
'Yes beloved sister?' I said sarcastically.
' Jennifer, don't play games with me! Where the heck are you? ' She asked with a rude tone.
' Well why do you care?' I answered back.
'To be honest, I could care less, but mum and dad are going out of their minds! They think you are in LA to do that dancing shit.' She informed me.
'Lynda, it's not shit! And yes I'm in LA, making my dreams come true.' I said to my sister.
'Dream on sister. I will personally laugh in your face when you come home crying because you didn't make it.' She laughed bitterly and hung up. Lord forgive me for saying this but I hated my sister. She must be the child of the devil or something.
Now that my parents knew I was in LA, I was pretty much screwed. If they came to LA to find me, how would I explain my self? My parents are super strict, so I knew I was already in so much trouble.
(Sorry it was a crap chapter but trust me wheb I say it will get better x)