Taylor P.O.V
I walked into the dance studio and dropped my stuff in the back and walked in with my friends. the bar was off to the side and ten people in baggy clothes sat on our ballet floor talking and laughing. the mistress walked in. "UM Mrs whats going on her" i asked angrily catching the peoples attention. "you guys need a reality check and they need a dance studio" she said and i crossed my arms and the girls scoffed. "so" i asked. "so this week you will learn hip hop" she said and we all groaned. "No what that's not fair" i groaned. "it is doing hip hop will help you in ballet do it or your kicked out oh and Mrs. Jami's supervising you so she knows your learning" she smirked and walked out with Mrs. Jamie walking in. "you guys ready to learn how to really dance" a blonde girl with it buzzed asked smirking. "ballet is really dancing" i answered glaring at her. "yeah okay" she smirked and i knew i wouldn't like her already. we glared at each other for a while before a guy came and broke us up. "focus Chloe this isn't about some prissy ballerina's this is about dancing and being together" he warned her. "PRISSY" i yelled. "YEAH PRISSY" he yelled. "we are not prissy" i glared and he met my glare. "yeah you are" he kept glaring and i was going to strangle him. "you guys are baggy and sweaty gross and smelly" i teased and a tanish girl stepped forward and pushed me so i fell on my bum. "DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH HER" Lexi screamed rushing to pick me up and after she slapped the tanned girl. "HEY....we are here to learn hip hop not fight now everyone pick someone from the other side now go" he said and i crossed my arms while everyone picked a partner. Isabelle walked to dark skinned guy and wrapped her arms around her torso. Ella walked to a tanned/ pale guy with brown hair. Madison walked to a tall burly guy. Zoe walked to a tall guy and stood there awkwardly. Jade walked towards a guy with shaggy brown hair and looked like he should be doing karate. Lexi walked to Chloe the girl i argued with. David walked to the girl that pushed me and glared at her. Brian walked to a pretty girl with brown hair. Aiden also went with him. "guess i don't get a partner" i smirked. "then you'll be with me" he smirked and i groaned. "today you will learn the basics hammers, shrugs, hip hop jumps that's it" he spoke and turned to me. "my name is Brandon i'm basically the leader of these guys" he said. "I'm Taylor i guess you could say the same for me" i said and he nodded. "alright hammers. make your hand into a fist" he said and i did. "now kind of hit it into your arm" he said and i tried but my movement was to stiff. i knew everything he was teaching us today but after years of ballet and trying to get it out of my head my body has grown accustomed to stiffness. "more loose" he said and i tried again putting all my focus into it and it flowed nicely. to nicely. i didn't want this going well not because they took out floor because it reminded me off my dad. "can i use the bathroom" i asked voice shaking. "since everyone is still learning and you picked up fast yes" he said and i walked to the bathroom sniffling till i reached the bathroom. i looked in the mirror and saw my dad. i fell to the floor tears pouring down my face. i had sat curled up on the floor whimpering for a while. i remember the day perfectly. i was twelve after all.
FLASHBACK
"I'm going to leave you" dad said to mom at the dinner table. "dad" I spoke up in disbelief. "do what you feel is necessary" she glared and I felt uncomfortable now that dad was gripping his knife. "you never fought for me" he spoke lowly. "YOU NEVER FOUGHT FOR ME" mom screamed and I bit back tears. I hate when people fight. "I NEVER FOUGHT FOR YOU, I KEPT YOU FROM GETTING AN ABORTION" he screamed and I gasped. "YOU ENCOURAGED ME TO GET AN ABORTION AND I DID BUT IT FAILED" she screamed and the tears streamed out. "I'VE HATED YOU AND THAT CHILD EVER SINCE SHE WAS BORN" he screamed as though I wasn't even there. "DON'T TALK ABOUT MY DAUGHTER LIKE THAT" mom screamed standing up. I ran to my room and cried into my pillow. "I'LL TALK HOW EVER I WANT TO TALK" dad screamed. "LEAVE THIS HOUSE AND NEVER COME BACK" mom screamed. "I WILL" he screamed and I walked to where they were and hid behind the wall. Dad packed his suitcase and walked out to door never returning.
FLASHBACK OVER
i eventually got off the floor and dried my tears walking back to the practice room. people were now working on their jumps and 45 minutes have passed and Brandon was livid. "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN" he screamed. "in the bathroom" I whispered. "IT DOESN'T TAKE SOMEONE 45 MINUTES TO USE THE BATHROOM" he yelled at me again and I turned my head and gazed at the floor. "maybe I wasn't using the bathroom...I'm done with this whole dance thing I get kicked out I get kicked out it causes me to much pain" I said walking to the back grabbing my stuff and walking out to the street. I walked about a mile and my house was miles and miles away. "hey" I heard a familiar voice and turned around to see Brandon in a car. "need a ride" he asked. "no" I answered. "not up for debate" he said and I got in. he drove us to a parking lot that had a few cars but not a lot. "so why does hip hop cause you pain" he asked. "because my father used to do hip hop and he left my mom and I saying she never fought for him and she said he never fought for her and he proclaimed he kept her from getting an abortion and she argued he encouraged her to get an abortion and she did but it failed then he said he hated us since I was born and then he walked out with a suitcase never seen him since." I said and buried my head into my knees. "hey hey hey come one give it a try your better than you know I have faith in you" he said and I nodded. "class already ended but I'll teach you out here" he said and we got to work. I got everything down in ten minutes and he drove me back to the dance studio in time to go inside and pretend I was there the whole time before mom came and picked me up
