It's saturday afternoon and hell am I excited to go to dancing, 5 and a half hours of dance sounds good to me.
I close the door to my house and walk out into the bright sun burning on my back, I'm wearing my dancing shorts which could pass as bloomers cause their pretty short, then I'm wearing a sports bra and a loose fitted top with stockings underneath my shorts, my hair is tied up in a pony tail and I never bother to wear makeup to dancing because it's exam practice and classes so what's the point.
I'm gonna look like shit anyway.
"ARIANA, YOU LOOK HOT AS PER-USUAL!" I laugh and look at the wide open window in Feli's jeep. She really is a weirdo.
"Hey gurrrrl, what's up!" She pulls up her window as I jump in the passenger's seat.
"Hi, nothing much really besides the sky"
"Your an idiot" I state
"I know" She smiles deviously.
(After dancing)
Sweat is the only thing I can say to describe my state, I sweat so much compared to everyone If sweat turned into water I could provide for the kids in Africa. (Wait was that offensive?)
A bunch of cars are huddled outside our studio so Feli and I search to remember where her car is when we see something we never thought we would see. Harry was sitting on the top of Feli's car spray painting something on top.
"HARRY YOU MOTHER- F*CKER" Harry sees us and all of a sudden he turns pale while he's eyes turn into the size of handballs.
"Feli- I- Uh- can explain" Harry stutters, I honestly feel bad for him, there's no way of him getting out of this and he knows it.
I just watch as I see Felicity push him off his car and punch him in the face, she does taekwondo and I really hope she didn't kill him. He get's up of the floor and says something to her but she just kicks him in the balls, when he falls on the ground he says something to her and she freezes but then breaks out of it and kicks him in the balls again.
She opens her car and calls for me to jump in, when I do I look at her confused but I can tell she's pissed so I don't say anything.
It wasn't awkward silence as much... okay maybe it was, so after about a 10 minute drive home to my house she says something.
"Where's Jake's house?"
Well that was unexpected.
We drove to Jake's house in complete and utter silence as I started to think about what may have been going on, my hair was being whipped away in the cold wind as we listened to Ed sheeran play Castle on the hill. I may be lying if I said I don't know every word, and it just came out 2 days ago. Many thoughts are running through my mind that I start to get a headache from the massive amounts of thinking I'm doing. But as I always end up doing I start thinking about the negatives, what's gonna go wrong, so my stomach starts twisting and turning and My throat gets dry, I need to pee and now I feel guilty and I don't want to go because what if something bad happens.
Listen okay, it's how I think, I over exaggerate and when the thing actually happens it usually goes by smoothly. Before I dance I need to pee, before I say a speech my stomach starts to hurt and I feel nervous, It's the nature of a human being, I can't help it. Even confident people like myself get nervous, were not that confident, you just see the good side.
Trust me, that girl you might've saw who was giving a full out amazing presentation in front of the school was most likely panicking off stage about how she's going to mess it up in front of everyone.
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The Girl Who Was A Dream
Ficção Adolescente"If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all" I spat with bitterness while I slammed my locker shut and turned to face him. "Oh cupcake, but I have so much to say" He stated as he smirked down at me smugly and placed his arm...
