Chapter 7

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Here's a pic of what Aiden's bike looks like.
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Abigail's POV

Wow I cant believe I talked to him what is wrong with me. I've never been that talkative to a guy before.

I was literally smiling all the way till I got to the studio. I walked in and went on back to change. While I was pulling my stuff out of my bag Isabelle walked up to me.

"Why are you so happy missy?" She said while brushing her hair up into a bun.

"Oh no reason, its nothing." I tried to play it off but nothing gets past her.

"Abigail I've known you since we were like three, I know when your not telling me something."

"Isabelle like I said its nothing really."

I finished putting on my leg warmers when the devil walked in talking to her pet peeves.

"Oh my god that new kid was so freaking hot. He was so trying to hit on me."

"Are you sure that wasn't your ego getting in the way." Isabelle replied.

Nina just rolled her eyes and got her stuff from her bag.

"Well at least im not your little ugly friend over there trying to act all innocent with her googley eyes."

"Why dont you go choke on a dick Nina." Isabelle bursted out trying to defend me.

"Just ignore her and lets go Isabelle." I said walking away.

We walked away and went over to the stretch bar.

"Abigail what was she talking about in there?"

"Its nothing really all I did was show Aiden to a class, its nothing big."

"Yea it is girl you basically talked to the hottest guy in school."

"All it was, was a friendly gesture no biggie."

"Come Abigail I see the way you look at him, you totally think he's hot."

"Okay fine I admit he's cute okay is that what you wanted to hear."

"Yes."

"Its not a big deal really."

Isabelle smiled and continued to stretch.

I walked over to the corner and started stretching my leg over my head and practiced my turns.

Mrs. Michaels walked in a couple minutes later.

"Alright class I want to see you practice your pioruettes. Any volunteers to go first."

"I will!" Nina shouted and ran towards the front.

"Ok Miss Thompson in one...two...three....Go!"

She got into her form and started spinning. In my head I was counting how many she was doing. I stopped counting after twenty.

Of course she's trying to impress Mrs. Michaels again. She practically has her rapped around her finger.

She started to slow down. "Well done Nina, that was wonderful."
"Does anybody think they can beat her record of 45 pioruettes.

Before I knew it I stepped forward and said " I'll do it."

"Alright Abigail get into form."

I walked over to the front. God what the hell was I thinking.

"You can do it Abi" I turned and gave Isabelle a small smile.

I took my form with my right leg in front and my arms circled. I waited for Mrs. Michaels to count down.

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