Chapter 4

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I woke up early in the morning, around six am. We still had three more days to spend in New Orleans, but I was ready to leave. 

So much happened yesterday. Before I knew what Kendall really told Abby, I couldn't wait for today, because I thought we'd all put nationals behind us and be friends again. Even if Kendall is fine now, I don't think I want to be her friend again, after the nasty lie she spread. 

But I promised myself I wouldn't act like her. If she wanted to talk to me, I'd talk to her, but I'd make sure she knew what she did and I would not even consider being friends with her.

This is going to be hard, since we see each other literally everyday.

I got ready early, and when I got done, I noticed I received a text from Brooke, the only one who's been somewhat nice to me.

Brooke: hey mads! we're going shopping today, wanna come? :)

I decided that I'm still not ready. Abby was right. I'm not here to make friends. I'm here to dance, and become the best I can be. If that means everybody hates me, then fine. I don't care. I rather dance than go shopping to be honest.

Maddie: No thanks. I'm not feeling very well today.

Brooke: oh, okay. feel better!! :) 

I walked out of the bathroom and went into the living room, where everybody was already up. I was surprised they were, since they were all out late last night.

"Mom, can I have some money? We're going shopping today!" asked Kenzie, drinking some juice.

"With who?" asked my mom, who was in the kitchen.

"Paige, Ally, Brooke, Kendall, and Nia."

"What about Maddie? Are you going, Mads?"

"No," I said, looking down. All the confidence I had gained with Abby's pep talk last night had somehow disappeared. 

"Why not?" said my mom.

Kenzie interrupted and stole my chance to talk. "She thinks she's too good because she has a national title! Well, I do too!" 

"Kenzie, let your sister talk," said Greg, who I barely even noticed. 

"I just don't want to go, I feel sick," I lied again.

"Oh, okay," said my mom. I could tell that she knew I was lying. "Kenzie, I'll give you your money when you're about to go, okay? And Maddie, are you sure you don't want to go with them? Greg's going home today, and I'm going out with the other moms.."

"Yes mom, I'm sure."

I have to admit, sitting in that suite for hours alone was not fun, especially since I banned myself from going on my phone or laptop, because all I did was go on Twitter and find myself getting hurt. I did break the rules once and went onto Instagram, only to see all the pictures the other girls were taking. I wish all that happened yesterday didn't happen so I could be with them, like usual. If I could, I would give Kendall my first place trophy.

Look at myself..I'm actually wishing that I didn't win first, only because I'm worrying too much about my friends. Maybe I should take Abby's advice. I'm not here to make friends, I'm here to dance.

 I decided to practice turns in the kitchen. People always say Chloe has the best turns, and I want to work on that. And Abby is always telling me I'm no where near Sophia Lucia's level, and I want to change that.

Maybe someday I'll break the world record for most consecutive pirouettes. 

At three pm, I officially was bored. My entire body ached from turning so much, and I decided to lay down. I wish I could go out and see New Orleans, but I knew my mom would kill me if I went out alone. 

Can this 'vacation' just be over?

Author's Note: I know this chapter was quite short, but I'm using it more as a little filler before the next chapter. 

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 06, 2013 ⏰

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