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"Gosh I feel like I'm gonna throw up." I murmured to my dance coach as we walked towards the competition room.
"Don't sweetheart you're gonna do great."
"Up next is Y/n Y/l/n!"
I took a deep breath and walked towards the dance floor, immediately putting my show face on. I waited for the music to come on and started dancing when it did. I was known for having passion and emotion mixed into my dancing, that's why I was better then anyone in here. Although my outfits weren't the best my dancing was, and I thought that was all that mattered until I saw I got second place. Second place! That's bullshit!
"How the fuck did I get second place?!" I asked my coach who was trying to talk to me.
"I have no idea honey but maybe next time you'll do great!-"
"Great? I was fucking amazing out there maybe if you gave me better harder routines, maybe I would have gotten the place I deserve!" I quickly got my stuff and walked away from her.
At dinner I got in an argument with my mom.
"It wasn't my fault-"
"Nothings ever your fault." My mother interrupted.
"I out danced the others-"
"You danced like a graceless bulldyke, I was embarrassed for you."
I swallowed the food that was in my mouth and looked down at my plate, "sorry." Was all I mumbled. I could never please my mother.
"You're father's not paying alimony you know every penny I make every penny! Goes to your dancing and you weren't even fucking try." My mother stood up from her seat and made her way into the kitchen.
I took a deep breath and let it out slowly, "I said I was sorr-"
She smacked me in the face, "don't talk back to me!"
I bit my tongue and messed around with my food, "saying I'm sorry is not talking back."
I heard my mom slightly slam the plates down on the counter and I immediately jumped out of my seat, knowing she was gonna hit me again.
"Oh is that suppose to be smart?!"
"Stop it!" I said, making my way to the other side of the table.
"Fucking rolling your eyes at me while I'm talking to you!" She began to throw foods at me and I dodged every single one of them.
"I wasn't rolling my eyes at you!" I said defenseless.
She grabbed a glass cup and threw it at me, "You think I like working for you?! You selfish bitch!"
