Chapter 1
(The Beginning)
“I don’t want to go to bed” Mike whined as I tucked him into bed
“You need to get some sleep” I said smiling and kissing his forehead
“But I’m not tired” he said yawning
“Yea not tired” I said laughing; I hugged him and then left his room closing the door behind me. I walked into my room closing the door behind me. I slid on a pair of white skinny jeans, grabbed a black tight tank and then grabbed my black high heels. I looked in the mirror thinking about what would make this outfit fiercer. I decided on changing my black shirt to my white tank top and then put on a black vest then a black leather jacket, I looked in the mirror. Now all I need is to do my hair and my makeup, I turned my straightner on and began doing my makeup dark but fierce and then straightened my hair covering my left eye with my bangs and sprayed hair spray to make my bangs stick. I then grabbed a pair of black sunglasses, put on a chain necklace, some bracelets and then some big earrings. I looked in the mirror, I looked hot, I thought to myself smiling. I grabbed my bag slinging it over my shoulder; I walked out of my room and then grabbed my keys to my bike and locked the door behind me as I left. I grabbed my helmet putting it on and slinging my leg over one side and then starting the bike and rode off to the old abandoned warehouse.
I parked my bike where I normally did, I walked to the door and said the password, and you need one to get in. I walked to the back were the lockers were, I had my own personal one and put my purse and jacket in it locking it before I left. I walked over to where Tommy was; he was the DJ and a good friend of mine. I stood there watching as the acts went up, they were good but I felt like I could do better. I watched as all the other dance groups danced and I knew I was up against some good dancers but I know I can win, I have the biggest winning streak of thirteen wins in a row.
“Next up we have the top street dancer Izzy!” shouts and applauses came from the crowd, I emerged into the circle smirking. I could feel guys checking me out I brushed off them and posed waiting for the music to begin and when it did I did my routine which I had been practicing for awhile. My dance moves consisted of ballet, crunk, hip hop and street which I mashed up pretty well. I finished posing with my one hand behind my head, one leg up and the other arm on my waist and then popped out my hip.
There were many applauses, shouts and whistles, I laughed and walked out of the circle. Guys tried to grab my butt but I smacked them away before they could and laughed at them. I watched as the next group came up, it was a boy group and I noticed that they looked firmiler. I realized who they were; they were the dancers from my school and also the winners three years in a row of the talent show. I don’t remember their names even though I have classes with them but I don’t really pay attention to the people in class. They were really good and really cute but one of the guys fell and I felt bad because they were doing so great until then. When they were done they walked over to where I was standing, they smiled as they passed me. I walked back to where the lockers were, they was a couch there and I plopped my body onto it. I closed my eyes and listened to the music as it played loudly in the building.
“Hey” I opened my eyes and saw it was one of the guys from my school
“Hi” I said smiling back; he sat down next to me
“I’m Seth” he said extending an arm
“Izzy” I said smiling and shaking his hand
“You’re a really good dancer” he said
“Thanks you’re not so bad yourself” I said laughing
“Why, thank you” he said laughing
“Where do you go to school?” he asked
“I don’t I’m homeschooled” I paused “What about you?” I asked
“Jefferson High, do you like home schooling?” he asked trying to make conversation
“Its okay and how’s high school?” I asked laughing a bit
“It’s okay but it’d be better if we had pretty girls like you” he said flirtatiously
“Maybe” I said getting up and walking into the crowd of people leaving him sitting there. I didn’t have a problem with him but I don’t need a guy right now when I need to focus on dance. The last group was up and I was standing by the DJ watching and listening to the music. When they were done all the groups came around as the announcer Sully came into the circle to announce the winner.
“The winner is” Sully paused for a second “Izzy” I smiled real big and walked up, Sully handed me the money which I gladly took smiling. I walked right out after that grabbing my bag and jacket. I turned around from my locker; standing in front of me was one of the dance groups and in front was the a girl who looked pretty made
“You cheated” the girl snarled at me
“No I didn’t, I won fair and square” I said
“You slept with the judges didn’t you” she growled at me
“No I don’t need to I’m good that’s why I won and besides if you want to win try harder” I spat back at her and walked past her, she looked stunned and I walked out of the building. I got out the keys to my bike, sliding my leg over and putting my helmet on I began to speed away home. By the time I got home it was two in the morning, I jumped into the shower taking a quick shower then got into my PJ’s and slid under the covers of my bed and fell asleep
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The Street Dancer (ON HOLD)
Teen FictionKnown as a nerd at school but on the streets she is the top street dancer. This street dancer hides behind nerdy glasses and nerdy clothes but underneath all that is the fierce dancer known as Izzy but her real name is Isabelle the nerd. Isabelle is...