Dance Moms

Chapter 2 My Dad

It's been two months now. Two months since she died. Two months since me and my brother moved into a care home. And two months since I danced. It just wasn't the same, I was almost afraid of dancing.... I mean last time I danced my mum was dying so I think people can understand why I'm taking a break. Even though my mum is dead I can't deny that certain things are better, it's a lot more peaceful and I can eat a chocolate bar without world war 3 breaking out. But other things aren't so simple, For example me and my brother have nowhere to go..... Well that's what we thought. We have been staying in the temporary home for the past couple of weeks while the police and social services dealt with who would take care of us. My brother insisted he could easily take care of both off us, as for most of my life he was the dad I never had, but due to the fact that he is underage (16) still he can't. They were talking about sending us to live with my dad but that's impossible he doesn't even know I exist! My mum and dad met at a dance audition and were partnered together, Don't worry it's not one of them soppy love stories and as my mum did an Ariel towards him there eyes connected and sparks flew blah blah blah..... No it took a long time for them to even speak to each other, however after a while they did start to date and After several months my mum introduced my dad to Matthew, I don't think my dad liked the fact she had a child, Maybe because my mum still had feelings for Matthews dad, Matty's dad Jack died when he was 2 years old of cancer my mum was heartbroken and she says that she was led into the relationship with my dad because of this, My mum and dad argued, He said he didn't want to be tied down at such a young age that his career was just taking off and he couldn't deal with a son. And that was the end of my mum and dads relationship she left him, her family, and her country she left with Matthew and.... Me she swore to me she didn't know she was pregnant otherwise she would have told my dad, But by the time she knew she was long gone and so was he. My dad apparently has quite the repetition know, Famous dancer, Singer, Choreographer and actor everyone knows my dad maybe you do too??

Social services would have to beg him to take me and my brother in which is why I told them not to bother him, He didn't want Matthew, Who wasn't even his own kid so why would he want his own flesh and blood now? He wouldn't. I know. I told them don't disturb him he doesn't need to know after all Blake McGrath is a very busy person. So after the option of living with him was gone, we had a difficult choice left. We could stay in care until Mathew was 18 or we could move to America and live with my aunt. Yeah I passed out at that point, Move to America! Really?? Was that the only option? Really!! I couldn't move to America My home was England, I couldn't move to America For Christ sake my name is Even British, And yet I didn't even get a choice in the matter. "Oh I'm sorry dear but you're too young to decide we will leave it up to your brother" Said the young bitchy women from child services I literally wanted to punch her in the face. My life was pretty much in the hands of my 16 year old brother. Let me repeat that. 16 YEAR OLD BROTHER. He's a boy of course he wants to go to America; He's hormonal and probably dreams of girls in bikinis. So I came as no surprise that he decided we would live in America with Aunt Abby. I had never hated him so much. I had to move to America because he wanted to see some hot girls. I'm only joking though my brother loves me, And he has become a lot more protective since I fainted he cuddles me like I'm a little baby but I like it makes me feel loved. So its official I'm packing my bags right now and I'm flying to America in two hours it's time to head down stairs..... For the last time.