~Ariana's POV~
"ugh, just give it back Adam!" I yell.
"no," he yelled back holding it futher up. Gah, this fucking asshole.
you see I was doing my homework when he came in and snatched it. I don't know why.
"Just give it back!" I started to get more anger. I have anger issuses and he knows that.
"no." he smirked. that did it.
I stomped on his foot, kicked him in the balls, and punched him. he fell to the floor and I grabbed my homework back and walked back to my room.
why can't people just leave alone? I sat down at my desk and grabbed my pencil.
about ten minutes later, Samuel walked into my room.
"yes?" I mutter, I angrily drop my pencil back on my desk and turned to him.
I had four pages left of homework and I would appreciate if nobody bothered me.
"why did you punch Adam in the face?" Samuel glared at me.
"simple question, he took my homework and wouldn't give it back. I have anger issuses and he knows that. so, I stomped on his foot, kicked his balls, and punched him. now, I have homework to do.." I shrug and grabbed my pencil.
"stop being such a Bitch." he cussed.
"I'll stop being a Bitch when you stop being a fucking asshole. oops, thats never gonna happen..so, I guess we're both screwed." I smirked and pushed him out of my room.
yeah, I was being mean but who cares? not them.
I finished my homework and walked down stairs. I walked into the living room and saw everyone crowded around Adam.
"He's fine." everyones head snapped to me.
"how do you know? you didn't care when you punched him." Brad muttered.
"I realized what I did, was wrong..and I wanted to apologize. I'm sorry, Adam." I put a fake sad face.
as, if I'm sorry. he deserved what he got.
"it's ok." he sighed and looked up at me.
"now, run along. you're grounded." my mother scolded.
"ok, mother." I salute her and march up stairs. I quietly laugh and walk into my room.
I look around and grabbed my iPod. even though, I'm grounded she doesn't take away my electronics.
I put my password in, and clicked instagram. no, I'm not obsessed. I only go on it every often. Marie helped me make it.
I noticed kids from my school sending hate. cyberbullying is wrong. I don't know why people do it.
I can't even go on any social media without people sending me hate. I read some of the comments.
slut,
Bitch,
whore,
cunt,
dumbass,
Wow, people can be so rude. their were more hurtful words but, I gotta stay strong and not care what people think about me.
I sigh and put my iPod on my desk.
I walked to my closet and put on some of my dance clothes. yes, I dance but nobody knows. its a secret.
I grab my iPod and climb out my window. I climbed down the latter and ran to the dance studio.
I walked in and said hi to beth.
"sweetie! I haven't seen you in awhile, you can have studio 3." she smiled.
"yeah, sorry. and thanks so much beth!" I walk towards the room.
I walk in and turn on the lights, and put my iPod in the stereo and play 'run the world' by beyonce. (A/n uh, go on YouTube if you want and search up the dance by 'megajam' Ariana's the lead girl..)
once the music stopped playing, I heard clapping. I turned around to see my dance teacher. although, he says I don't need one. but, I think I do.
"that was fantastic!" he clapped.
"thank you, Leonard." I smile.
"I was wondering, if you wanted to teach a class today?..I have to go somewhere.." he asked.
"yeah, sure. I'll teach the you're class." I smiled and grabbed my bag.
"you're a lifesaver." he shouted pulling me into studio 2.
I laughed.
"ok, guys! listen up, Ariana here is gonna be teaching while I'm gone." Leonard shouted getting all of they're attention.
they were all older then me. I'd say 16-19.
they all look at me weirdly. probably, cause I'm only 13. turning 14 soon.
"now, before you look at her like that, she's actually one of my top students." he said proudly.
"I don't think, they like me." I whisper into his ear.
"don't worry, they will. I gotta go." he hugged me and ran out.
I stood into the middle. "so, I'll be you're teacher today..so before we start have any questions?"
"how old are you?" a girl with red hair asked.
"13." I smile.
"really? and you're teaching us?!" a dude shouted.
"age means nothing." I wave and turn around. "first, I'm going to do the dance and then go step by step with you. ok?" they all nodded. "ok,"
I hooked my iPod up and put a song on called 'faded' by tyga. ((A/n on YouTube look up faded by Emily sasson choreography and Ariana's Emily.))
once I was done they all looked at me jaw-dropped.
"you are Amazing!" one girl screamed.
"thank you," I smile warmly. I clapped my hands.
"ok, now let's learn the steps."
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this chapter is a little longer. :)so, uhm yeah..:)
Sincerely,Alyssa.(:
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