Is This Love Real?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I swept my legs across the smooth floorboards swaying my body with the rhythm of the music I felt my heart jumping with joy as I twirled around in circular motions I felt so peaceful. I felt as if I could do anything I wanted at that specific moment. Until my mother walked in. 

 

 

“Larissa what was that, you weren’t actually trying were you?” my mother stared at me astonished

 

“No mother” I said quietly as I headed to the locker room. Why did she have to be so rude to me when she knew that I was always trying my best. I sighed and started to undress and put on my jeans with my Hollister shirt and my black converse. When I was finished I looked at myself in the full length mirror and pulled my black locks in a high pony tail and pulled my beanie over my hair so   I could hide myself. I walked out of the locker room and walked towards my mother slowly not wanting to hear anymore of her side remarks. 

 

“Larissa why are you wearing that dread awful beanie” My mother scowled looking at me with pity. I just shrugged at her comment and kept walking. When we got in are car and started to drive home I started to think of how school was starting tomorrow and my official dance classes would be starting again I was excited for the upcoming events about tomorrow. I snapped out of my thoughts to see that we had arrived home, I looked up at are beautiful white house. Yes I was rich but, i really didn't care that much I wasn’t stuck up like the rest of my family. 

 

I got out of the car quickly and rushed inside to my mom passing my annoying sister talking on the phone with her boyfriend I went up to my room and put out my pajamas and headed for the bathroom. I started the shower then undressed, I got in the shower and let the warm water flow through my body as I started to wash myself. 

 

Twenty minutes later I was showered and in my pajamas at the dinner table listening to my parents discuss to us about how we had to work extra hard this year in are events we did. I played the guitar and danced. And my sister played tennis and was a cheerleader she didn’t like to dance tango or ballet like I did. I did tango on mondays and thursdays and did ballet on Tuesdays and Wednesdays. 

 

“So I heard your tango class was getting a new instructor” My mother said 

 

“Oh.” Was all I could say. I just hoped we wouldn’t have a nagging instructor again like we did before. My mother nodded and finished up her dinner as did the rest of us. I felt so exhausted from dancing that I decided to go upstairs and go to bed so I picked up my plate and rinsed off when I was finished I said goodnight to my parents and headed off to my room. I got in my soft warm bed and relaxed as I thought of how school would be and dance class and who are new instructor was. My eyes started to get heavy and before i knew it I was sleeping. 

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I woke up to a nagging alarm clock beeping I groaned as I got up from my bed and turned it off I went to my closet and picked out my outfit I would be wearing, I picked out a white blouse with denim skinny jeans and my black vans. I put on my clothes and then went to my bathroom and plugged my curling iron in. I wait until it finally was steaming hot I started to curl my hair in loose ringlets letting them flow down to my mid shoulder.