The Lost Dancer (gxg)

New Year New Me

I entered school to see the empty dingy hallway with broken lights on the ceiling, everyone was already in class. I head down to the office to get a pass, and as I walk in I see papers scattered everywhere. To tell you the truth my school is pretty poor but I wouldn't leave it for the world because of Harper. If you want to know a little secret, Harper has been my world since the beginning. I don't know why but I have a feeling that I could never live without her. In more than just a friend way a friend if you know what I mean, but do me a favor. Don't tell anyone I would be screwed. Well being lost in thought I finally head to Mrs. Wilkes class. I walk into her class and see her teaching. She hears me walk in and looks at me with an angry look; I just bow my head ready to get yelled at.
"Well Ms. Finley I see we're running a little bit late to my class, now are we?" she said with annoyance in her voice.
"I'm so sorry it won't happen again." I say frantically.
"It better not, now take your seat, and follow along," she says pointing to my seat. I walk over to my seat which conveniently is right in front of Harper's.
"Why are you so late?" Harper says, leaning over her desk as I turn my head to face her.
"I'm not that late, we're only five minutes into class. My alarm didn't go off this morning."
"Okay whatever, did you finish the combo for dance tonight."
"No" I say nervously."
"What do you mean NO Oli?" Harper shouted, calling me Oli, which is my nickname.
"Ms. Hart, is there something you would like to share with the class?" Mrs. Wilkes says, eyeing Harper.
"No Mrs. Wilkes," Harper Responded.
"That's what I thought now, please pay attention."
"Yes Ma'am."
"We will continue this later," Harper whispered with a quiet but Stern voice.
"Okay," I say, rolling my eyes at her and she just gave me the death stare but I love her.

*Later in the day*

    I'm sitting in history class listening to Mr. Low talk my ear off about World War II. Now I'm not saying that World War II isn't important, I'm just bored of hearing about it. As I'm waiting for the bell to ring so I can go to lunch; my phone rings and sure enough it was my ex boyfriend Chase. He was begging me to take him back for the hundredth time. The thing is my ex is a total douchebag. I never even liked him. I only went out with him because he was popular and I needed school credit with the popular kids. He said that I was the hottest girl in the world. Two weeks later my BFF caught him in the bathroom making out with Maya, who's my ex BFF. So I dumped him. Finally the bell rang for lunch and all the teenagers rushed to the lunch room.

   I headed to the cafeteria looking for Harper when I couldn't find her. I text her.

  *Texting*

"Where are you?"  I texted
"I'm in the courtyard waiting for you." she responded.
"Okay be there soon."
As I walk to the courtyard I spot Harper being the happy and cheerful self that I love.
"Hey what's up, why are we eating here?" I asked Harper.
"Cause you need to finish the Dupont Combo or Mrs. Velin will kill you Oli,"  Harper says with her serious look on her face.
"Harper, but I also need to eat lunch." I responded
"Oh you can eat lunch later, we have work to do."
"Haper," I whine.
"No buts, let's get to work."
"Fine."

Harper and I ended up spending the whole lunch hour working on the Dupont Combo.

After lunch the last few hours go by in a daze and I head home to get ready for dance. As I sit in my room with my pink leotard and tights on; I realize it's a new season which means new people. There's always one to three people that join the studio every year. Maybe I can finally see who I've always wanted to be instead of hiding in what my mom wants me to be. All I know is senior year it's my chance to find myself before I go off to college. I know freshman year sophomore and junior year were supposed to be the years to find yourself but that didn't happen for me. I was too scared of what people would think about me if I found who I truly was. I was too scared to find out what my mom would think about me and without my father being in the picture. My mom's words mean everything to me and losing her approval would break my heart. I want to be the perfect daughter because she's the only thing I have and I'm the only thing she has. We have to be there for each other. If we don't have each other; we have nothing and in my life I can't have nothing. So this year I will be myself no matter what anyone else thinks because if my mom truly loves me she'll love me for me not the perfect picture of me.

Here's a picture of Harper