{𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙡 𝙩𝙤 𝘽𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝘽𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙣}
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Marley and Isaac have always been best friends. Well, since they were nine. They clicked instantly and became inseparable. They loved each other, cared for each othe...
"You're not coming to the show?" Marley asked, her fork hitting her plait angrily. She sat at the dinner table with her mum and Liam, only a few hours before she was supposed to be apart of a Ballet show. It was only a small thing that parents got to see every term, but Marley wrongly expected her mum to be there.
"I have a date," her mum said. "I met this guy-"
"I don't care who you met. You should be coming to see the Parent and guardian Ballet show," Marley said, frustration tugging at her eyebrows.
"I'll be there, Marley, don't worry," Liam said, attempting to defuse the situation. He smiled at his sister sweetly. He'd never admit it, but Liam actually enjoyed watching Marley dance. He always thought ballet was really pretty and he appreciated it. Not to mention he had crushes on all of Marley's dance friends.
"Actually you won't, you have your lacrosse practice," Marley's mum said. "We both can't make it."
"So you make me do something I've never want to do and the you don't even show up to the performance?" Marley asked. She slammed her knife and fork onto the table and shoved her chair back. "This is bullshit."
"Marley! Do not curse in front of your brother," Miss Dunbar instructed.
"Oh piss off, he curses all the time," Marley said venomously.
"Right, that's it. Go to your room," she said, pointing towards the stairs with her finger. Marley stormed away quickly.
"Gladly."
Marley's bedroom door slammed shut, shaking her picture board. She paced back and forth, taking deep breaths in as she began to feel out of control. She made eye contact with her dance bag that was open and empty. Marley bent down and picked up her white leotard, Ballet shoes and make up bag. She shoved them into the bag and cursed loudly when she cut her finger in the zip.
"Fuck" she whispered, watching her skin turn a pinky red colour. Then, her phone buzzed.
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Weird Neighbour: Snap a toe tonight or whatever the saying is I'm trying to say good luck without breaking the theatre code or smth I'll be in the fifth row btw ❤️
Marley smiled down at her phone. At least her performance would be appreciated by one person, even if they did just curse her whole dance by saying "good luck". Slowly, she took a deep breath in and exhaled. Everything was fine. It was about to get even better.
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"I'm sorry Lola, I don't have anymore pins left," Marley said to the eight year old dancer in front of her, in need of a smaller tutu. She was stressed to say the least, because in a matter of minutes, she would be dancing next. "Go to Claire, she'll be able to help."
