To Dance or Not To Dance

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by mary_momsen

by mary_momsen

"Ellie!" I whispered she stood over me and shook me like crazy. "Get up Maddie c'mon!" I groaned and shoved the covers off of me. She laughed at my choice of PJ's. "Aye don't laugh at the jamies or I'll laugh at the prairies," I nodded towards her flat chest. She flushed pink and shoved me, "MADDIE!" I nodded, "Okay, okay," I stood up and walked towards my drawers. Not to brag but I was pretty well off in the breast department. I had very large breasts. While my flat friend Ellie was pretty much flat. I pulled out a sports bra and she stared at me with envy. Pulling out my dance leotard I grabbed some sweats and a T-Shirt that both had the ELITE dance team logo on them. I nodded towards the door and she walked out muttering about genetics under her breath. I pulled off my PJ's and pulled on my dance clothes. Ellie walked back in with pretty much the same outfit except she had on a sweatshirt over her shirt.

I pushed my butterfly down to the ground as Mrs. Mackel approached me and Ellie. She narrowed her eyes at me and laughed. Ellie smiled and switched to her splits. She looked at me and I switched too smiling and kind of lost in thought. I pulled out my phone and stared at it a text appeared: Hey saw you on insta want to get to know you- Secret (stay in touch.) I giggled and Ellie looked at me, I shoved my phone back in my back and smiled cocking my head as if in question to her glance. Her eyes clouded as if wondering weather to believe me or not. She could tell that I knew something and she stiffened and turned away.

"ELLIE! WAIT!" I yelled from the exit of the dance studio. She turned, "What is so important that you can't tell your best friend," She screamed. I could see tears welling up in her eyes, "Is it about me... I.. I saw what you posted," She stammered. I looked at my phone, "Ellie...I..I didn't do it I.. I... think it's a fake," She glared at me and hopped into her car. I hadn't realized that Mrs. Connzel had been watching. Ellie's mom glared as she drove away and I stared at the thing that had fallen out of Ellie's bag. I was mortified and I suddenly realized why she had been so mad. Somebody had taken a picture of her list of medications. One of them was for her small breast disorder and I knew that it must have been someone at our dance academy.