It is the same old story...but could be worthy to read.
Brooke Wild is a Canadian girl, 17 years old, with a bad reputation which some say is good and others bad. Beside her, there is that perfect sister with whom she can't stay in one home. Wendy W...
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Brooke and Madam Cooker enter the office, Brooke stays up and Madam Cooker sits on her chair and invites her to sit too. Brooke sits and crosses her legs before Madam Cooker asks her politely to uncross her legs, Brooke excuses herself.
" So what have I done now?" Brooke asks.
" Nothing! on the contrary, you need to do something," She continues while Brooke stays quiet waiting for the next sentence. " You are conscious of the fact that your results of last year have been ratified for this year, by chance right?" She asks while hanging her hands on the table.
Brooke rolls her eyes, effectively aware of what the madam says.
" Well, your results may not be sufficient for admission to a university background. And if you do not improve this year, you may not pass out of this class." Madam Cooker says.
Brooke seems not to worry about what is been said. But in reality, she is not comfortable with the news, it is another reason for her parents to compare her to Wendy.
" Ok, Can I go now?" Brooke asks, preparing to stand but Madam Cooker halts her.
" Wait...sit back!" Madam Cooker orders. Brooke sits down under the unpleasant feeling of receiving an order. " I think you have already seen the announcement of the new club dance right!..." She takes a box and removes a badge with an assortment of keys, then forwards it to Brooke. " I want you to be the president of the club. Everyone in school appreciates you and tells that, you are good at dancing. I want to give you a chance to participate in an extra school activity, to increase your academic accomplishments of last year and if possible this year. But that does not mean you can't put effort into your work, is just a chance we are giving to you cause we appreciate the support your parents are giving to the school. So don't mess up!!" She completes while hanging the keys and badge to Brooke.
Brooke is surprised by the news and does not have any word to say other than to take the opportunity and get a chance to maybe realize her dream. She can't deny the fact she needs this opportunity both for her studies and for her dream. Be a great choreographer! Brooke takes the keys and with a low voice, she thanks!
" First of all what do you dance on?" Madam Cooker asks.
" Salsa, street dance, contemporary dance, classic dance and a little of Samba also," Brooke answers proudly.
"That's brilliant! I hope you will bring a lot of talent to the school. We are going to organize a performance at the beginning of school to present all the club's the school posses. I want you to do a casting of 30 members only, before Wednesday and you have to choose among them, 8 dancers plus you..." Madam Cooker says.
" And Francis!" Brooke precises.
" That's your choice, you are the president. So in total, you will be ten perfect dancers of Leaside High school, Good luck!" Madam Cooker ends.
Brooke thanks and get up before getting out of the office. The only place Brooke feels powerful and admired of all is in school. No matter the fact she does not like learning, the only aspect that makes her come to school is her reputation. Being the president of such a club will be as simple as baking cake. It will also be a sort of challenge and boost her popularity. She does not show it, but she is excited about this new experience.
She gets out of the office and sees Francis waiting for her in front of the office door.
" So what's wrong princess?" He asks.
" Guess who is the new president of the new club dance of Leaside High school? "
" Seriously!" Francis says excitedly " congratulations, but how come?" He asks.
The bell rings for class to start and Brooke invites him to go and tell him after class. But on their way, she informs him of everything said in the office, so excited by the news.
After classes, Wendy packs her things for her rendezvous with a girl she uses to give maths classes during holidays.
" H...hey Wendy!" A boy wearing glasses calls her. He seems very shy and has difficulties expressing himself in front of Wendy, he seems scared or something like that. He has dark short long hair and some pimples on his face. A nerd!
" Hey Toby, how are you?" Wendy greets while holding her books in her hands.
" I'm..." He stutters and takes a handkerchief then wipes his forehead, swamp with sweat. Wendy chuckles seeing his anxiety and smiles at him while asking him what's wrong. " I'm... Okay. I ( breathe highly) I just wanted to invite you somewhere now, since classes ended. I will very soon go from town and I wanted to have time with you... No! have a date with you... No! Invite you. I mean if you have time... And if you want also, you can still refuse, that's perfectly your right or you can...."
" Slow down Toby, and calm down!" Wendy says chuckling. " I'm sorry, but I can't today. I have something to do now, another day if you want." Wendy says while going.
She receives a message from the girl with whom she has lessons, and rushes to her car. But before that, she stops at the tap and drinks some water, her ears can't avoid the conversation two girls are whispering in a corner. "Is Wendy!" one of the girls says, "she's Brooke's sister. She just has fifteen years old!" " What's this type of dressing code?" " Just because, she is fifteen years, and she is in the same classroom she thinks she is higher than us. Look at her, poor girl she is dressed like a saint no touch." They say while chuckling and going.
This is the only place where Wendy does not seem to be comfortable, school! Everyone compares her to her sister, telling her sister is the coolest and most beautiful. But she tries not to mind all that, her objective is school.
She wipes her face covered with sparkling water and gets to her car, but a girl intercepts her and Invites her to join their math club, Wendy agrees and rides on.
In front of the big house, indicated by the girl with whom she is supposed to meet, she stays stunned by the big house where the girl is now leaving. The girl is 20 years old and in her first year of university. She leaves now in a fraternity group house and no more in her grandmom's house, where they use to learn together. The girl needs to know the basics of maths. "So is it what life in university looks like?" Wendy asks herself.
She decides to step down from her car and get into the house which seems very quiet. She enters gently and starts wondering if it is the right address and if her GPS didn't make a mistake on the address. "Heho" she shouts for someone to come up, but no one comes " I'm sure this is the address," She says before taking her phone inside her bag and wanting to text the girl. She turns while handling her phone and texting, but hits a strong body in front of her. " Ouchh!" she screams while massaging her forehead, and before looking at the person. "I can't believe that!" She exclaims recognizing the person.
" Wayatt!" She says.
" I think I know you right?" He says in turn.
What's all this? First Brooke and now Wendy? Is it coincidence or destiny? Get in touch with the story for more!!
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