"Alright, Bailey, I'll be in the bread isle." Gramma said to me.
"Okay," I said and I headed to the frozen foods isle. I dropped my dance bag next to a refrigerator and got got my pointe shoes for ballet. I started to stretch and practiced pliés and and grand jetés while holding the fridge's handles to replace a barre. Up and down and up and down. I imagine, myself in on a big stage, with the Sugar Plum Fairy form the Nutcracker in the back round. I finished, and the crowd roared. I smile this smile I only get when I'm dancing. I spot Daniel, in the first row, standing up and clapping the loudest. Now an even bigger smile is on my face. "Excuse me, may I get to the frozen pizzas?" A voice says. I open my eyes to see and old, wrinkled lady with lots of costume jewelry ho smelled like moth balls. "Oh, of course." I say in my sweetest "Gramma's favorite child" voice. She took some frozen pizzas, and I went back to the fridge handles. A few more pliés and I'll be good.
I practice, and practice and practice until my feet feel like they are detachable. I plop my dance bag on the ground, and head up straight to my room and completely pass out. My dream: Me and Daniel's first date❤️
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Grocery Girl
RandomHi. Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Bailey Garcia. I live with my gramma and my four YOUNGER sisters. Ana, Maya, Riley and Laura. I have a best friend named Amelia Nalomate. I've known her since kindergarten. And I'm in what, 8th grade? What am I...
