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Chapter 13- nostalgia

So Carys wrote this crap:

"Amy wanted me to tell you guys that she's experiencing some tough times with her downstairs regions at this time. She has been bed bound for a month and cannot move due to her having hardcore sex with a picture of Joe Sugg.
What are you guys being for Halloween? I'm being a cat, meow.
Who is single and who is taken?
I'm really not as good as Amy at this... I'm too silly, she takes up to much time interfering with my stories and shit but I found this really good book on wattpad and its comebacks and omg they are hilarious!"
... CARYS no, also I'm glad you can admit that I'm the queen of this. Truce?
MOVING ON enjoy the update and stay kewl.

Ada

"Oh my god," I exhale, gazing around, "it looks so different. But then it still looks the same."

Dad and Ella smile widely. "Well we were able to redo the place when we returned and bought it back." Dad squeezes my shoulder.
We are back in the studio i learned dance in from when I was about 3 to now. It was my dad's dance school; The Paul L M Watson Academy Of Dance. It was small and exclusive with classes taught by famous ex-dancers.
Ella and I both learnt ballet here but she moved on from dancing to photography. She's now a ballet photographer so dance is still close to her heart.

"Let's get ready to take some photos." Ella says to me, steering me towards the changing rooms.
Left alone I quickly change into some yoga leggings and a loose white crop top. I put on my new on pointe shoes and stare into the mirror.
A sense of calm overwhelms me. I am home, I am safe.
Safe from Joe, safe from arguments with Jenn, safe from facing my new life, and safe in the warm blanket of nostalgia. It's at this moment that I realise how I will be able to make it through whatever comes, as I have people who care, like mum, dad, Ella and I guess, even Jenn. I feel confident, empowered as I make my way through to the studio.

"Okay, let's get some shots of you with the bar," Ella instructs.

I duly make my way to the bar and start to stretch as Ella takes photos. The constant clicking of the camera gives me a beat, a timing to which I begin perform my dance. Pirouettes, Sashays, arabesques and more. I get lost in the dance and the beat, losing myself more and more in the dance. It's not just my career, it's my escape.
The swish of air hitting me as I turn and leap is oxygen to me. It's how i cope with the stress of living in the limelight. How I cope with the hate I get. How i cope with the physical and emotional pressures I must face daily. It's how I survive spending so much time away from my family. It's how I cope with my fights with Jenn.
Jenn....

Slowly, my dance fades and I collapse to the ground, a grin breaking out on my face. I squeal, as returning to my home has reminded me of what I need to do. Jenn has been ignoring me all day, but i know what to do...

****

"The photos look amazing!" I'm in awe of my best friend's talent. She has found some old photos of my dancing in the studio over the years and collaged them together, creating a timelapse of my years dancing.

"I know! It turned out great!" Ella cheers, "now onto your plan to getting Jenn back.."

"We need to go to a cat shelter."

****

Soon enough we find ourself at a charity called The Cat Rescuers Agency. I push open the door and Ella and i wander inside.
The walls are a bright green colour and many photos of cats in happy homes adorn the wall above the reception desk where a young man stands.

"Hello, my name's Ada Watson, we spoke on the phone?"  I approach the man. His eyes widen in recognition.

"I didn't realise you were the Ada Watson, as in SimplyAdelaide Ada Watson."

"Guilty as charged, " I laugh lightly, "you must be David. This is my friend Ella, we came to see the cats we discussed?"
A/N DISCLAIMER I HAVE NO IDEA IF THIS IS WHAT CAT ADOPTION CENTRES ARE LIKE IM GUESSING HERE.
"Right away," David replies as a woman comes and takes over reception. David leads us through a large oak door to a corridor with many rooms coming off of it. We were lead into one and sat on a sofa.
"Okay I'm going to go and get the 3 kittens you wanted to see, won't be moment" he leaves again.

Slowly, I exhale.
"You okay, Ada?" Ella hugs me to her .

"I hate fighting with Jenn. We've come so far together and I don't want to lose our friendship. But I'm scared I'm going to lose her because she is so caught up in how joe appears online, rather than the truth."

"Look," Ella holds my hands in hers, "Jenn is 18 next week and you want to celebrate with her. She is your best friend and she trusts you. She is everything to you and she would not hold anything against you. It will be okay, you Hear me?"

"I'm scared"

"I promise you, it will be okay"

A/N
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I'm sorry

IM SO USELESS AT UPDATING IM SORRY
LIFE IS HARD AND SOMETIMES ANXIETY CONTROLS ME AND MOTIVATION IS HARD TO COME BY
FORGIVE ME?
I love you guys
Amy xoxo