Aiming for the top(book 3 of the clearys on their way to victory series)

Chap.12

"I just saw Lauren and her mom talking with the co owner of South Na Cara O'Celtics Academy!"

That's who it was!

"But one little just asked me for my autograph and-"

"That's the point! It was a trick! Riley's mom is the co owner who she was talking to! What happened was that Riley -being a little kid and all- said her mother would not allow talking with anyone, but then Lauren said that she could get Riley a signature with you then Riley said yes!" Elaine blabbered out.

"I don't get it. Why would she be talking with them?"

"Because she wants to move schools! I don't know what encouraged her to do that, all we've given her was love! Well, that and good dancing feet."

I was heart broken. How people can change so quickly. One day nice, next day jerk.

"I think it's me!" I didn't even think to say that but it just came out!

"What?!? Emma, how could it be you? Your one of the sweetest little dancers I know! And whatever it is, it's not you! It's her!" And with that, Elaine had just moved me.

"What about Katie? And where did you get all this information anyway?"

"Shannon's mom. She overheard them talking and thought she'd let me know. And Katie still really loves our school and doesn't want to switch. I don't really know though." Says Elaine.

Just then my phone beeps. Momma Cleary👩🏼: Come up girls, time for bed!

Then, I check the time. 8:30 pm already? I quickly text back "ok!" And tell Elaine and she tells us we should probably go to bed.

We walk upstairs and unlock the door to our room with our key and see mom packing up and Shayla crashed out on her bed.

"Hey girls! It's getting late, get you pjs on!" Says mom.

We get our pjs on and hop in our bed and I'm about to go to sleep but then mom talks.

"You know girls, you don't always have to hang out with Ellie. I mean, she's a nice girl and all, but like, Roisin I never see you with Shannon anymore, and, Emma, what about Lauren? I haven't even seen her!"

"Mom! We're fine! I'm tired, ok? I'm going to bed!" I yell/talk I didn't want to hear it anymore.

"Um, ok! Fine! Just go to sleep anyway we're waking up really early tomorrow!" Mom says in a not-so-happy tone.