Broken & Beaten ( A DanceMoms Fanfiction )

The Move

Kendall's POV;
I remember the day. The day I said my final goodbyes to the house I've lived in since birth. Boxes full of all of our possessions sat around the house. There was a big truck that already took our refrigerator and couches and big things like that because they didn't fit in boxes. I was packing the last of my clothes into a suitcase. My mom came to the door. "Kendall are you ready to pack up the stuff into the other truck and go to the airport?" I nodded. I hadn't spoken in three days. I was completely silent. After we finished putting all the boxes in the moving truck we got in the car. "Bye, house." I whispered as my mom pulled out and drove us to the airport so we could go to Pennsylvania forever, to live there. I was crying once we got to the airport. After we got to the terminal and set down our stuff I noticed a McDonald's across the walkway. I hadn't eaten all day so i tapped my mom on the shoulder and pointed to it. She had gotten up and bought me a burger and fries. ( This was before I knew how bad it was ) We got on the plane and I soon fell asleep. It was a bumpy ride. •Flashback over•
My book was knocked out of my hand. "Hey!!" I yelled. "What? You gonna do somethin' about it California?" As I looked up and felt the air of a raging fist come down on my face, I knew who it was. Nia. Since I got here she claims I "replaced her." Which I never did. She used to be the "star" on DanceMoms. It was still the first season when I joined. Plus, by watching the first episodes, She got a few solos. Not too many,
and by saying I stole her spot was wrong because I get just as many or less solos than her. We might seem like friends on camera, but behind the scenes it's war.

Hi guys sorry about the flashbacks but we are headed more towards the
story now! There will be a few more flashbacks. -A 🌸