Manhattan (Dance Moms Fanfic)

Chapter 1

**KINDA SPOILER WARNING**

There are some non-confirmed spoilers about a unaired, upcoming episode in this chapter. Read at your own risk! These spoilers are UNCONFIRMED and may not be true. 

Maddie's POV

"And our 2013 national champions are...The Abby Lee Dance Company!" 

We all shot up from our prayer circle and ran to recieve our trophy. I looked at the moms and Abby. I could tell our mothers were proud, but what I worried about was Abby. She seemed extremely happy, probably because we beat the rotten Candy Apples. 

Another clean sweep for the ALDC! 

We all skipped back to our greenroom, carefully carrying our new trophies. Kendall glanced at my first place trophy and crown, and then sadly looked at her's. I knew she really wanted to win, and I honestly felt a little bad. 

"Hey Kendall K," I said gleefully. I could tell she was upset, but Kendall and I were best friends. We could always cheer each other up. "Great job!" I hugged her, but the hug was not returned. 

"Uh, thanks," she said, not looking up.

"What's wrong?" I asked quietly, so the other girls wouldn't notice. 

"Nothing, I'm fine," she said. I knew she was lying. 

"Kendall, you know you can tell me anything! I know something's not ri-"

Kendall cut me. "Maddie, I'm fine! Just leave me alone!" her voice rised. Everybody in the hallway stopped and stared at me as Kendall sped up ahead of us, basically running back to the greenroom. 

All eyes were on me, and I began to feel extremely embarrased. Thankfully, the camera crew wasn't there at that moment, but I noticed all of the fans who had their phones out. They caught the entire thing.

Not knowing what to do, I paniced and ran to the nearest bathroom. Making sure nobody was in there, I ran into the end stall and looked the door. I began crying right away. I knew those videos would find their way to the internet, and I could just imagine the nasty comments that would be left about me.

I couldn't believe myself. Am I really worrying about some anonymous coward behind a screen's words? They know absolutely nothing about me.

But honestly, their words hurt. A lot.

After a good five minutes of sobbing non-stop, I heard somebody come into the bathroom. I immediately froze and listened. 

"Maddie?" I heard my mom's Gucci heels on the floor. "Honey, are you in there?"

"Please go away," I quietly asked. 

"Are you okay, Mad?" she asked, trying to look under my stall.

"I just want to be alone!"

"Okay, come out when you're ready. I won't let the crew film you, okay?"

"Okay, thanks."

My mom left the bathroom. I got off the cold, dirty ground, and went to the sink. My makeup was completely ruined from crying. I attempted to fix it, but just decided to wipe it off. 

My face was extremely red. I leaned up against the wall for a few minutes to calm down. I grabbed my trophy, crown, and sash, and tried to put a fake smile on my face. The last thing I wanted was the fans to see me looking sad.

Maddie is such a brat!

How ungrateful!

Kendall should've won! 

The scoring was unfair! The producers changed the scores!

If Chloe was here, she would've won.

I held my head up high, trying to erase the horrible words from my head. I walked slowly to our greenroom.

Outside the door, I took a deep breath, afraid to go inside. Finally, I sucked it up and walked in. Instead of celebrating, they were comforting Kendall. They all looked at me like I was some kind of monster. 

I tried not to make eye contact with anyone, and quickly made my way to my chair. My mom came over from Kendall and hugged me. "Are you okay?" she asked.

I didn't say anything but put my head on her shoulder. I just wanted to go home.

"Maddie, can I speak to you please?" Abby said. She did not look happy.

I was afraid. I didn't know what was coming next.

I nervously stood up, my legs almost too weak to walk. Abby also stood up and motioned me to follow her into the hallway. 

"What the hell happened?" Abby asked. I was quite surprised, because Abby usually never swore around us, even if it was as mild as hell. 

I didn't say anything, but I knew Abby was looking for an answer.

"I-I'm not sure, Miss Abby. I'm sorry," I said, not looking Abby in the eye.

"You're not sure? You're not sure why Kendall bursts in the room crying her eyes out, and you just disappear for twenty minutes?" 

"She just got upset that she lost,"

"And you're going to go hide and cry about it? Really, Maddie?" Abby rolled her eyes and walked away. She was angry, but I'm not exactly sure why.

All of the girls walked back out into the hallway with some of the producers. "Maddie, come here," said Gena, one of the producers.

"What are we doing?" I asked.

"We need to refilm you guys entering the greenroom," she said.

Just plain old Maddie, ruining everything.

I stood next to Mackenzie and tried to act happy. When Gena gave us the go, we all ran into the greenroom, jumping and cheering about our wins. Abby and the moms congradulated us. I tried to smile, but it was really hard to. 

I sat in the corner while everybody else celebrated and talked. My head throbbed from crying so much. 

After ten more minutes, everybody began to pack up. I got all my stuff together, and was the first to leave the room. Fans were outside, cheering and clapping as we walked out. Instead of waving or stopping, I just continued walking to our cars.

I got in the very back seat, put my headphones on, and tried to just get away from everything.