Chloe POV
I trudge into the dance room making each step sound like an elephants just to annoy abby and so the producers can't use this clip. We do it about 5 times before they finally said they would edit me out. "Thank you!" I say sarcastically. Abby rolls her eyes. How immature. She's like a plus size five year old. We weren't filming for an hour before Abby started criticizing me. And it wasn't like "point you toes." Or "extend your passé" it was "be more like Maddie" and "if your sister didn't croak she could have came here and danced circles around you!" By this time my mom pulled me out of there and took me home. Abby said some hurtful things before but that crossed the line.
Maddie POV
I hate seeing abby hurt chloe. She's my best friend. That quote hurt me too. Kenzie starting crying on my shoulder. I remember how Clara always used to say that Chloe and me and the other girls were her biggest role models. She was Chloe's biggest fan. She was like a little sister to me and Kenzie. The Lukasiaks are like our second family. We all left the studio early and I didn't expect chloe to be back in the morning.
Chloe POV
When I got home I ran upstairs and started bawling. I ripped off my bow and took out my bun. I was crying so hard. It felt like I was the only person in the world at that moment. At least the only person who cared. My mom came into my bathroom, tears filled her eyes. "Ittle get better." She wiped a tear from her face. I hugged her. "I'm not so sure about that." I start crying worse. It feels like I never will stop.
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Blame It on my own sick pride.
FanficA dancemoms fanfiction about Chloe having to deal with dance, school, and most importantly Clara's death.
