Today i was woken up by-well being thrown out of my bed by Anais.
"Come on get dressed!" she instructed.
I put on my Adidas leggings and sports bra with my fluxes and then sleeked my hair up into a pony.
Today we didn't travel by the limo. Cherish drove us in her car.
"Ah! girls you here! So how was Dubai!" Keeley greeted all smiley.
"Beautiful! We bought so much clothes over their that have not yet been released over here!" Jodie boasted. "And the-"
Jodie stopped when Anais gave her a firm look.
"Yes well lets begin with the stretches!" Anais said changing the subject.
Everybody else was wearing 6 inch heels! and apparently next time so will I.
well by the end f the lesson I could only achieve the classic hook and then the girls put on a little performance from what they expect me to be able to achieve in the next 3 weeks. As if! Just as we were about to leave Ronny swung the door open.
"No! You shall not leave until you master the other move I picked out for you!" he boomed
"Ronny I think she's worked hard enough today let her rest!" Keeley warned but he just put his finger to her lips.
"Its called the Angel spin!" he said "Jodie be a doll a demonstrate for her!"
it was hard.
"I cant do that!" I mumbled
"Well then you will stay here all night until you learn!" Ronny said taking a seat.
Cherish winked at me.
I stared at the pole took a deep breath and then I tried to get into the position but it was all messy. Keeley had to come over and help me.
3rd go in and I finally got the position right, but I slipped off the pole landing on the ground. Anais rolled her eyes. "I'm going out to smoke a fag!"
4th attempt and I managed to hold but Ronny wanted me to perfect it so I went over and over and over until I got and I could even spin.
Everyone smiled and clapped well except for Anais and Ronny.
"Ehhh she's okay!" Anais mumbled
"Well she has a lot of training left!" Ronny said looking at me and then walking off like he's the shit.
I don't care about anyone else's opinion, but I'm quite proud of myself. I completed Ronny's stupid training
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