Paige's POV
"Point your toes Paige!" Abby yelled aggressively pointing me out in front of the whole group. I saw my mom up in the watch deck. I shook my head, I didn't want her to come down and make Abby more mad.
"Girls, you really need to practice this," Abby snapped. "Especially you Paige," she pointed at me.
I ran out with all the other girls into the dancers' den.
"I don't know why Abby always has to yell at you, Paige," Chloe exclaimed.
"Yeah," Mackenzie added. "She always does for like no reason"
Mackenzie giggled.
"Sorry I thought of a funny joke!"
She giggled again.
Honestly, I thought she was laughing at me.
Ha, Mackenzie? Better than me?
Nah.
I told myself desperately trying to gain more confidence.
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Later, our parents came down to pick us up and bring us all home. I was not happy for school, then dance again tomorrow. I was already struggling to get good grades, now I feel I am failing in dance!
"Home!" Brooke yelled, supposedly trying to wake me up from my, "nap"
Ha-I fooled her again.
I giggled and entered our house, grabbing some Cheerios and heading to bed.
•sorry it's short- the next will be longer!•
