No other Love

3: moving day

5 years later~ Present

Amelia's POV:

A deep sigh escapes my mouth.

" Amelia, don't make this hard than it already is." My moms says putting her hand on top of mines.

I nod and head up stairs to my room. I grab my phone and plopped on my bed.

To:Ariana

Hey, I'm moving...

(1 min later)

From:Ariana

What!!Where?

To:Ariana

Calabasas...

From:Ariana

Don't scare me like that! I thought like to a different state! But Calabasas is like 30 mins to my house.. Are you changing schools?

To:Ariana

Oh cool! And yeah..😭 also I can't go to the dance studio.. I'm changing to a different one..

From:Ariana

At least you're coming to my school! And really? I miss dancing.. I gtg see you at school in three days!!

I sighed and placed my phone on my night stand. At least I'll see Ariana in school.

I started to pack my clothes since we are moving tomorrow morning. I crawled to my drawers and found pictures.

One picture shows me, dancing with Ariana on my first practice. I smiled to the thought of how curly her hair was.

Another picture shows me at the age of 12 in a black tutu and a white sweetheart top. I turned the photo around and it says ' Amelia's 5th recital'. I took both of the pictures and carefully placed it into my suit case.

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I'm finally done packing what I need. I checked the time 9:47. I head to my bathroom and took a quick shower. I slipped on a tank top and soft shorts. I crawled into bed. I stared at my ceiling thinking about how the house looks like. I wonder what dance studio I will be in. After thinking I was fast asleep.

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I woke up. My eyes slowly opened and I realized today was moving day. I stretched my arms to get my phone on the night stand. I checked the time on my phone. It reads 8:36.

I got up and walked to my bathroom. I washed my face and dried it with a towel. I plugged in my curling iron and curled every strands of hair. I put on eyeliner on top of my lids, mascara, and added on lip balm. I walked towards my hanger.

I already planned out my outfit the night before. I was wearing a white t-shirt that says 'cool story babe' and black leggings with blue vans. I quickly put my snap back on and carried my luggage down stairs.

I see my mom was all set so I head to the trunk of the car and placed my luggage inside. I sat in the front passengers seat and waited. As I wait I went on my twitter. I only had 567 followers. Most of the followers are fans from a video Jenna posted of me doing ballet choreography when I was 14 years old. I tweeted out.

@AmeliaR_Summers: moving!!

My mom finally was ready. Before we head to Calabasas I stared at the house for quite a bit. I'm going to miss the memories that house holds, but it's time to change for the better.

" You excited" my mom says.

" Yeah, I'm excited to see other dance studios" I said, turning on the radio.

" We'll there is a hip hop studio" she says turning the volume down a bit.

" Really, cool I actually wanna try hip hop" I said happily. I've always wanted to do hip hop and pop. I would actually try and practice a bit, but I needed some guidance.

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A/N: hey hunny!!! Hope you like this chapter.. I'm sorry it was kinda short... But if you didn't know Ariana quit dance about 2 years ago since her parents couldn't afford anymore... So yeah..

Q of the day: so you dip your pizza in ranch?💋

Picture of Jai Bradford....