ME VS ALDC (A Dance Moms Fan Fiction)

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I walked into the ALDC. My suitcase rolling behind me. Loose strands of my ginger air blew over my face. The day had come. Today was my first competition with the ALDC and I was competing my solo against the other girls.

"You're here Jayla," Abby said confused. "You are an hour and a half early"

"I was just hoping I could get in another hour of rehearsal if that's ok,"I asked as I pulled off my jacket to reveal my bright crop top and booty shorts (See picture at the top for the full outfit. Reminder ignore the model wearing it and just take not of the outfit). Abby nodded and let me into the studio. I put on my dance shoes and began rehearsing by myself. I let the music and the moves overcome me. I felt like I was floating. Every ounce of my body was focused on making this dance perfect. I could even imagine the little sparks of energy coming from every finger, every toe and every part of my body. I let the performance take over my body. I let the character overcome me. I knew I would win today. I didn't even notice Abby walk in halfway through my performance. The music ended. I suddenly entered reality again. I heard someone clapping. I got off the ground and saw Abby clapping. My face went red with embarrassment.

"Out of all the girls I have ever seen dance, you by far perform the best. I did not see one mistake" Abby said. I saw a tear slip onto her cheek. I couldn't help but smile. I walked to the other side of the room and went to go start the music again.

"Jayla, you don't need to rehearse this dance again. It's perfect and you shouldn't mess with perfection." Abby whispered happily to me. I smiled.

"Well we still have another hour and a bit left though,"I said.

"Well, I will give you a private lesson then," Abby exclaimed. We began rehearsing different types of leaps such as reverse switch leaps, Russians, jetes and Firebirds.

"Get more height in those firebirds"Abby corrected.

I nodded and went to try again. This time I felt my leg and my whole body go even higher.

"Yes Jayla, that was it"Abby screamed. I smiled. I then continued to work on them further. Abby watched in awe. It was completely silent until Abby suddenly broke it.

"How good is your ballet?"Abby suddenly asked as she got bored of rehearsing leaps.

"Its pretty good in my opinion" I replied. I didn't want to sound cocky but my ballet technique was better than most girls my age. I wouldn't call telling people what I'm good at cocky, I would call it being confident and people should respect a little bit of confidence. Abby walked over to the edge of the room and pulled out a ballet barre.

"Ok let's go through the simple ballet positions. If your ballet technique is so good, this should be easy," Abby said. I slid into first, out to second, into third, into fourth and into fifth. Abby then began to give me small ballet sequences to try.

"You have impeccable technique Jayla" Abby complimented.

"Thanks, I have been very focused on being good at every style"I beamed.

"It is very good to be a well-rounded dancer. I want to see your acrobatic skills and even some flexibility."Abby exclaimed. "I'm gonna put on a piece of music and I want you to improv an acrobatic piece with your best skills and flexibility."

"Ok" I replied confused as I don't know why she wants to see my acro. She walked over to the CD player and placed in a new CD. An upbeat jazz song began playing. I began to display my best tricks. Including aerials, back handsprings, back tucks, chin stands, elbow stands, needles, leg mounts, limbering, handstands and many contortion tricks. The music ended and I ended in a sassy pose.