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I looked at the clock and noticed the time.
"Dammit" I thought out loud. Its 4:45 class starts at 5. I ran upstairs to my room. I looked in my closet and pulled out ripped jeans, and a loose white v neck. I know its not your typical dance attire, but this isn't your typically dance class. I don't take ballet or jazz, I'm not a hip hop dancer like most girls, I'm a salsa dancer. Following in my parents foot steps. They take classes at the same studio. My dad's a performer and I'm soon to take part in my first performance. But anyways in this class we don't have to wear tights and leotards all you need is your dance shoes.
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"Kylie I'll be in the car. Your late"
"Okay! And I know dad"
I ran down the stairs kissed my mom's cheek and told her I'd see her later. As I went to the front she called out to me
"Have fun. Shine like the star that you are little diva."
"Love you" I called back.
I got in the car and my dad picked up my partner since we have team practice after class.
"Hey Joey "
"Hey partner" he returned
Joey is my dad's friend. He's danced for years. He's heavy set, about 5 inches taller than me. Around my dad's age. Despite being in his 30's he has a baby face.
"Ready for practice kyi?"
"When am I ever?"
"I thought you liked dance" Joey said with a concerned look.
"I do" I said quietly and looked out the window as if to end the conversation. Joey and my dad shared a look and started arguing over baseball. Today is a full day. I have class,practice, and then the 3 other studios that belong to mine are getting together for a party. I'll be sore tomorrow after all this dancing.
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I walked into the studio at 5:15. Jamie was sitting at the front desk and signed my name present.
"Hi beautiful" Jamie greeted me with a huge radiant smile on her face.
"Heyy Jamie" I returned with a soft smile.
I walked to the back and changed into my dance shoes.
"Hi Kylie " I heard from behind me.
"Hello Jessie" Jessie's my instructor. She beautiful. We share a lot of the same qualities. I have brown curly hair she has red curly hair, we're short about 5'3 or so, big brown eyes,and beautiful smile. Fransisco was standing behind her. He's the owner.
" Hello gorgeous. How are you?"
He whispered while giving me a hug. He's so creepy.
"I'm good." I say high and dry not wanting to continue a conversation with him.
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I sit down in the corner breathing heavy. I look up and a water is flying through the air in my direction. I catch with one hand and look in the direction in which i t came from.
"Justin!"
"Kylie!"
"What if it hit me?"
"Then I would've laughed." He smirked
I frowned at him and he laughs and shoots me his killer smile and I let out a giggle. Justin is veryyy attractive. He has big brown eyes, a charming smile,he's obsessed with his short but flowing long hair, he's 17 and shares my passion for dance. We are completely cool. I love him but I find it very hard to speak to him. We talk occasionally. But we always make faces and shoot each other looks. I always hug him hello and bye like its necessary. I take a few big gulps of water. Practice was brutal today. We're getting ready for our anniversary performance for the studio chain. This is big to us. Over 900 people attend it. Its 9:45 now and people from the other studios are starting to enter ours. The party is being g held here since its the biggest and the original studio. I see a unfamiliar face that caught my eye...and my now racing heart apparently. Its gonna be a long night..
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Hey guys. This is my first book and I hope you enjoy it. I know this was a boring chapter but it'll get better ;). Thanks for reading. Make sure to comment! ❤❤❤
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