I woke up at 5:30 A.M. It was time to get ready. I walked over to my closet to pick out my leotard. I picked a silver metallic one with neon green lines intertwining around it. I pulled on a pair of black spandex shorts. I put my shoes on, put my hair up, and ran down stairs to get breakfast. I wasn't very hungry so I got an apple and a granola bar. I grabbed the keys to my purple charger after writing a note to my parents telling them I was on my way to the CC.
I pulled in the parking lot and got out of my car. I walked in and said hello to the secretary Anne.
"Good morning Anne!" I yelled cheerfully.
"Good morning Alana. You're very cheerful this morning!" She smiled.
I was really excited to start my new routines. I had three new ones to learn. I had new routines in beam, floor, and bars. Those are my best three events. We were practicing for an in-house competition. I herd we were having five celebrity judges. I knew they were famous singers. Whoever won got to your with them for a year and got to dance for their shows. I was feeling pretty confident. I just wish I knew who the judges were. I walked over to the floor and started stretching. I was warming up my splits when I heard screams. I looked over to see five gorgeous guys walk in. I locked eyes with a blonde haired, blue eyed boy. I knew I was in trouble after that..
Authors Note:
Hey! Well, that wasn't very good I guess. I'm trying though. Any ideas? What should happen? Improvements? Compliments?
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