And She Danced. ||✅ *Undergoing Construction*

Chapter. 23 ~ All Bitches

"WE GOT SECOND PLACE!!!", Zachary exclaimed running down the halls towards me when the bell rang.

"What?!!", I exclaimed.

"Yes!! See for yourself!", Zachary said, grabbing me by the hand and pulling me down the halls to the studio.

People were looking at us like 'I thought she stood him up'.

Hmm. That'll teach you to gossip.

On the bulletin board by the door held the results.
And Zachary was right, we did place second.

That means I qualify to audition for The Richardson School of art and dance!

Eek!!

I screamed and hugged Zachary.

Someone joined the hug, then another, then another. Soon, I was being smothered by 4 idiots.

Someone coughed.

We pulled away, and I shot Skylar a glare. "What's your problem?"

He shrugged. "Maybe its you, maybe it isn't."

I grimaced. "There's this ugly thing on your neck.....no wait..., its your face."

He smirked. "There's this thing that you do when no one cares....oh yeah...SHUT UP!!"

I hate him.

"Aw come on! Stop it!", Calum said, patting Skylar on the back.

I made a face and turned my attention back to Zachary. "Practice tomorrow?"

He nodded in reply.

I smiled and turned to walk away, making sure to bump shoulders with Skylar ofcourse.

"Yo Ali!!"

I sighed and turned around.

Cyder smiled sheepishly. "Well...um.....tonight I'm throwing this party.....and you have to babysit the kids.... But feel free to join us when they're asleep."

I scoffed and stomped off.

Bloody bitches.

I made my way to homeroom, which was pretty much deserted. I guess the others thought it was easier to skip the last period of the afternoon, which entitles you to study, or atleast pretend to. Wow.

I dropped my books on the table and ran through my phone.

Theo was texting me about cyder's party. That was it.

I sighed.

I went from aspiring professional dancer to Nanny Mcphee in three weeks.

Gee, thanks a lot mom!

"Hey", someone greeted taking a seat beside me.

I let my eyes move from my phone. It was rewarded with the sight of a hot looking Latino guy.

Mama Mia!

No? Fine...

"H-Hey", was my confident response. I'm such a hopeless case.

He smiled. "Mind if I sit?"

I quickly nodded.

Smooth. Real smooth, Ali. You're like silk 😑.