Abigail's Badboy

Chapter 2

The picture above is of Isabelle

Abigail POV

We pulled up to the school, if you thought being in a performance arts school was easy it wasn't trust me. You always have people judging you and comparing you to others.

Isabelle and I got out of the the car and started walking towards the front of the school. "So do you think that Mrs. Michaels will stop kissing Nina's ass today?" Isabelle asked while we walked to the front doors.

"I doubt it because Nina has straight legs, always points her feet and does everything right." I said mimicking Mrs. Michaels voice.

Isabelle bursted out laughing, " haha yea and we should all be like her a stuck up little slut that has no type of emotion when dancing!!!"

This time we both bursted out laughing. People were looking at us like we were crazy. "Okay well I'll see you in Mrs. Michaels class then." I said.
"Yea ttyl girl." Isabelle said while skipping down the hall.

I started walking the other way towards my first period class, Calculus. From then on my morning classes go by so fast. After Calculus I had Physics, British Literature and American Government.

My general studies always went by fast. I was always looking forward to dance.

The bell rang and I walked out of my class and headed toward the dance studio. As soon as I walked in I was met by a unnecessary person and her two little hoes that were with her.

"Well lookey here girls its the wanna be dancer." Nina said while giving me an evil smirk.

"How about I smack the grin off your face pretty girl." I said already feeling annoyed.

"Yea what ever loser, just dont forget your talking to the top dancer in here." She said with a look of satisfaction in her face.

I pushed past her and walked into the locker room to get changed into my leotard.

I put my bag down and started to pull out my ballet stockings, leotard and my pointe shoes. Isabelle walked up to me and started to get ready as well.

"So Miss bitchy came up to me with her two rats by her side and started talking trash.....again."

"Really, she and her rats need to go to the pound." Isabelle said.

I laughed at her remark.

We both got done getting ready and headed toward the bars to stretch. After we stretched for 10 minutes Mrs. Michaels walked in.

"Okay class I want you in groups of three. Abigail, Nina and Charlotte. You will be group one. Isabelle, Rosie and Zack you are group two. Mark, Jaiden and Joselynn you are group three."

I rolled my eyes and walked over by Nina and Charlotte. Out of all the people she put me with her

I thought.

"Alright I want each group to practice what we did last Friday. Start in third position and do the turns in second and add a side aerial in." Mrs. Michaels explained.

She walked over and started the music and clapped her hands to the beat.

"Group one go first!" She yelled.

I started doing the moves she instructed but when it was time to do my side aerial I flipped just a second to early. Apparently Nina noticed and smirked at me.

We finished the routine and Mrs. Michaels stood up and said "Good job, Abigail you came a little early on your side aerial and your legs need to be more straight."

"Okay." I said

"Look at Nina's form and try to make your form like hers."

I nodded and bit my tongue at her words.

I looked over at Isabelle and seen her rolling her eyes at Mrs. Michaels words.

"Class I have something to tell all of you. This year the school is hosting a show case. Everyone will be allowed to be apart of it. There will be a panel of five judges. Whoever wins the show case will get a 500,000 scholarship to the New York school of ballet. I expect those of you in here that will be performing you do your own choreography."

Everyone looked around at each other. Some looked excited others...... not so much.

"I expect those of you who are competing to impress me and I'll even rank you higher if you do a spectacular job." She said while looking at the entire class.

The bell rang signaling it was the endn of the day.

I walked into the locker room with Isabelle to grab our stuff. Nina walked in behind us talking her mouth of how she was going to win the show case.

"You know Nina your not better than you think." I said while putting my pointe shoes in my bag.

"Yea says the girl that cant even keep up with me." Nina laughed.

I rolled my eyes and walked out the locker room with Isabelle. We walked out of the school towards Isabelle's car.

"Just ignore that bitch, that leotard is too far up her ass if she thinks she's going to win. She doesnt know that alot of people will be competing for that scholarship." She said trying to cheer me up.

"Yea I guess your right, if she thinks she's gonna win without a fight she's wrong."

There is no way in hell that
Im gonna let her win I thought to myself.

We got in the car and pulled off heading towards my house.