LiarLiar

Chapter 2 - This Is All I Have

I'm so scared. I've waited so long for this opportunity it really is a once in a life time thing. I look at myself in the mirror taking a deep breath to calm myself and let me brain settle into its dancing mode. Dancing is what I do, why in the world am I so freaking nervous... oh yes, I have my god forsaken parents to go home to so they can beat me down, make me feel like shit and take away any hope I have for ever living this dream. Yeah, that's probably why my nervous are sky rocketing. But its okay, I'll deal with that when the time comes. Right now is my time to shine.

"You can do this, you're good at what you do" I told myself over and over again.

"You can do this sis you were born for it" Jack reassured

"Thank you" I beamed pulling him into a tight hug

"Knock em dead" Toby called after me

I took a deep breath and walked into the room with all the other people I had been put with. This is my first audition in a while its only natural to be scared. I've danced since I was two years old, Jack is right, I was born to do this. I stood in my position waiting for the music to play and as soon as I did I followed step by step every move we had been taught.

"That was great guys" one of the judges spoke into the mike

"We all have down a few numbers here listen up" the girl spoke

She called out a lot of numbers my hands are shaking, my heart beating out of my chest. I clenched my fists screwing my eyes shut, looking to the ground when she called my number. I jumped up and screamed my eyes welling with tears, I can not believe this is happening. I think I am going to pass out.

"We sorry for if you didn't get through but if you did, congratulations and we'll see you next week"

The drive home was quiet but my brothers did congratulate me and they were happy... It's just, we're all thinking about what mom and dad will say when they find out. They never have and they never will support the idea of me being a dancer though I have danced for famous people before. I danced for Usher and Chris Brown but I didn't go on tour with them, it was only a little one week type of thing for when they were here in California or anywhere near us. Other than that, my parents are 100% against it. Apparently I can't make a living from being a dancer, it's a waste of time and I should study get good grades so that I go off to college and get a "real" job. But that's not what I want, that's not the life I have planned for myself. They've planned out my life for me. They've told me what I can and can't do from day one. They've told me what I want to be and they've told me how to live. "You have opportunities we couldn't even dream off" is a line that has been used way too often. They don't listen, I don't have a say in any of it. I'm just told what I have to do and expected to quietly go and do it, which to prevent my parents disowning me I do. But now, I'm sick of that. I'm sick of living by their rules, of not being able to live my life the way I want. I just want to be happy. Is that too much to ask for? Well, apparently so.

Taking a deep breath we all got out the car making our way to the door creeping in like was 2 o'clock in the morning.

"How was school kids?" I heard my moms voice as soon as we stepped through the door

"Yeah, it wasn't bad" Jake shrugged off making his way upstairs followed by Toby.

"Mom I need to tell you something" I spoke quietly almost a whisper

"What's wrong?" Concern filled her voice as she came to sit next to me

"Where's dad?" I asked

"Your father is upstairs Charlotte what's going on?" She sounded more panicked as each work came out of her mouth

"I'd like to speak with you both" I proposed, she nodded lightly in my direction and went to get my dad.

"Mom, dad" I approached them both in the living room taking a seat in front of my parents.

"I've decided I want to be a dancer"

"No, we've had this discussion too many times" my mum snapped at me

"But I had an audition today mom and I got through"

"Charlotte we've said it before we'll say it again. Dancing is not a career path, not for you or anyone in this family. You will focus on your studies, you will go to college and you will get a real job" my dad stated without the slightest bit of hesitation clearly showing an end of conversation because as per usually I had no say in the matter. But I wasn't going to let that happen anymore. I won't let them control me like this. I'm not some baby that needs to be watched 24/7 I'm eighteen for god's sake I can look after myself. I know what I want to do with my life. I have plans, goals and dreams I am not about to give up now after all these years of trying.

"No" I spoke up in confidence "I wasn't asking, I was telling. I got through and I will go-" before I could finish my father cut me off

"Charlotte Marie Alfaro don't you dare talk back to your parents. Who do you think you are? That is unacceptable" he shouted pointing upstairs "Not another word young lady"

"I hate both of you" I screamed pushing past my parents running to my room slamming the door shut as hard as I could causing the shelf's on my wall shake. I flopped down on my bed, put my earphones in and let the music take me away. This is all I have; this is all I've ever had. But who knows, there is a lot I can do. I have ideas. I have really good ideas.