"Come on!!! You guys aren't a bunch of 1st graders. Now let's take it from the top. A 5, 6, 7, 8." Marty, my dance teacher says to the class. He's kinda hard on us, but . . . that's how you teach us I guess.
I do a leap and land perfectly. "See, this is how you guys need to do it. Look professional, look like experts, look expensive when you dance."
With that said, Juliana glares at me then rolls her eyes. I give her a smirk.
"Ok, from the top. A 5, 6, a 5, 6, 7, 8," the class starts to dance, "Ok now leap, and fall into the spits. Now turn around and roll over," Marty guides up.
We have a big competition coming up and we need as much practice as possible.
Just then, Juliana's dad, Michael, aka the owner of Diggys, walks in. "Hi daddy!!!" Juliana says running over to him giving him a big hug. I roll my eyes. Grace walks over to me, "I wonder how this is gonna end," she whispers in my ear.
"Nice to see you Mr. Erin," Marty says, "what are you doing here?"
"Well, since this is the competitive dance team representing Diggys against BJ's in this years competition, I thought I'd stop by and check out how your doing," Michael says.
"Well, we'd be willing to show you if you'd like," Marty says. "My attention is all yours Marty," Michael says.
"Ok, from the top. A 5, 6, 5, 6, 7, 8," The class starts their routine. Then, "Wait, wait, stop, stop," Juliana stops the whole class. "What is it honey, is everything ok?" Michael asks walking towards her. "I don't think I like this dance anymore," she states.
Chloe walks over to me, "She did not just say that." "The evil witch strikes again," I say.
"Why not?" Michael asks Juliana, "It's too . . . what's the word . . . boring," She says.
"Your right honey, I did get get kinda bored watching it. You heard my daughter, change the dance. I want the whole thing started over . . . from scratch!" Michael says before walking out.
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Street Dance
Chick-LitLiv Marks, a city girl from New York, has a dream, a one and only dream, to be a dancer on Broadway. In her eyes, she is good enough to make a living. But no one seems to notice. Maybe since she doesn't have a home, or a family, people don't take he...
