Why Does Everything Happen to Me?

Chapter Two: I Can Sing?

"I can never dance again?" I said, well screamed. It was then I started crying for the second time that day, well I think It was the same day.

"How long was I out, and Paige, please be honest." I said, hoping it wasn't that long.

"Umm well you ehh, two weeks" Paige said, waiting for my reaction.

"Two weeks!! What has happened while I was out?" I asked, hoping nothing really did happen.

"Well alot happened, so here goes. Big Time Rush are coming to our town and yes I did get us front row seats and meet & greet passes." I squealed.  "And One Direction is having a competition to see who is gonna open for them on tour, and I hope you don't mind I signed you up, oh and yes, you did beat Taylor, you got 1st. and she got 9th." She said smiling.

"WAIT! You signed me up for a singing contest?!?" I said, I really don't sing.

"Well you always record your own version of our dances and I thought, because I love and care about you, it will give you something to do." She smiled, and she was right, I needed to get this thing out of my mind. "Anyway, the doctor said you're free to go, you just have to keep the cast on your leg" I looked down I saw the cast, i hadn't even noticed it was there.

As we excited the hospital, many people were staring at me, one girl came up to me and asked if I was the girl who did the Queen of Hearts dance. She said that she was truly inspired the way I kept going and finished the dance, I teared up a little bit and gave her a hug.

When we got back to my house I went into my room. Wow I never realized how much my room reminded me of dancing. I had a few posters of famous dancers, and I had all my medals and trophies on my shelf I immediatly asked my mom to take them down, so I wouldn't have to look at them. 

I had to find something to do, I was really getting bored and I had only been here for five minutes. I usually be practing my dance routine for next week, or choregraphy a new one, just for fun. See my parents are kind of rich and for my 7th birthday they gave me a dance room so I could practice, but now I won't be needing that anymore, I guess.

"Hey honey" my dad, his eyes full of sadness. "We have decided to change the dance room into something else. Do you have any ideas of what you want it to be?" If I ever did anything, in my family, it was all or nothing. I couldn't do anything half-heartedly.

"I'll think about it." I said, full of sadness. And with that he left the room.

Two weeks had gone by and normally I would just sit i my room on my Macbook scrolling through tumblr and watching random youtube videos.

"Okay girl, you have been cooped up in here for weeks, lets go out" Paige said.

"Can we go to the studio? I really miss being there." I said, hoping she would let me.

"Okay, only for a little while, you know they are practicing for the next competition." She said.

"Wait, then why aren't you there?" I asked.

"I quit. I figured it wouldn't be any fun without you." she said shrugging.

"Uh, no. You are signing back up today. You are not quitting dance, I do not care what you say I will not let you quit." I said, being very stubborn. And Paige, who knew I was super stubborn, decided to just drop it, smart girl.

We drove to the studio, a mere 15 minutes away and the whole way we blasted Windows Down by Big Time Rush, ya know with our windows down. :D

We got the the studio and I teared up alittle bit,  but I held it in, I had to stay strong. We walked in and I ran, well hobbled, to the studio, I looked through the window and my heart dropped. Taylor was there, and she was my replacement. Wow, this felt great. And everyone seemed to like her. They all saw me in the window and came out to see me. I got lots of hugs and "How are you's" and such, then Miss Emily called everyone back to class and I went to go walk around the rest of the studio. It felt weird walking through the halways, just a few weeks ago I was running through these halls with my friends, and now I am in a cast, wobbling through the halls.