Paige's POV
I woke up and got ready for school. I slipped on my comfy light wash skinny jeans, and a simple purple sweater.
later I packed my lunch, and headed off to school.
On the bus, some kids were talking about me.
"I thought paige was a slut!"
"nah, she doesn't have the guts!"
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we arrived at school and my first class was History. Great. Michael and Tommy. my worst enemies!
"Paige!" Mr. Smith yelled.
"uhh yes," I said, fixing myself.
"Whats the answer to question 13?"he asked.
"42?" I replied questioning.
RINGGG!
the school bell rang!
yes! perfect timing.
I ran out to my next class and the day went by pretty well! Yeey! I thought, only because I forgot dance class was next.
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you would probably think that the ALDC would be a dream place to dance. but nope. it's a disaster, especially with Abby. all you can hear are yells coming from the studio. Trust me, it's horrid!
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I got my act together, and entered the studio.
"Paige," Abby asked. "did you practice?"
"uh - yes," I replied. yet I didn't have time to.
"good because Im counting on you." she snapped pointing her finger with her extremely large dirty fingernails at me.
as we got into studio A and started the group dance, I fell.
"Ouch!" I screamed in pain. Everyone rushed over to me and I saw my mom coming down.
the last thing I heard were gasps and ambulance sirens.
I woke up in an uncomfortable and noisy room. It was humid and I was surrounded with all my friends, family members, and what seemed like hospital equipment.
"Where am I?" I asked.
"Hospital honey, you fractured your ankle when you fell during the group dance."
"doctors say you won't be able to dance for 3 or more weeks." My mom continued.
NO! I thought. Miss Abby Is going to be so mad and disappointed!
sorry it's really short and boring! It will get better soon!
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