I woke up feeling excited asf. I couldn't wait to perform today. It was currently 9 am and I had to be at the dance studio by 12. We had to get a couple practices in before the show at 7pm.
I picked out a simple outfit and went to brush my teeth and then headed in the shower. I had a wax appointment for 10am. The place wasn't far so I took my time getting ready. After I showered, I lotion and perfumed my body and fixed my hair. I put on some light makeup and put my clothes on. I slipped my feet into my black LV fur slippers. I looked at myself in the mirror admiring how good I looked. "Shit bitch you look like a bad bitch" I said turning around and looking back at it. "And ya shit fat too? Oh nah tell em to stop playing with you bitch periodt"
"Poog are you rea- " My mother walked in on me shaking my ass at the mirror. "The hell you doing?" She asked me furrowing her eyebrows.
I mugged her "Damn ma, mind ya business and why you barging in my room without knocking?" I picked up my purse and phone.
"You got some nerve talking to me like that" She said as she punched my arm.
"Mmcht damnnn it was lil jokey jokes... ya heavy ass hand" I rubbed my arm trying to make the pain go away, she lucky I can't hit her back. I would've knocked her ass out.
"Anyways, can you take some pictures of me before we go?" I said passing her the phone as I started posing. She angled the phone up and started taking pictures. 5 minutes later she handed the phone back to me.
"Let's go before we're late to this appointment"
I nodded my head, grabbed my car keys and headed to the garage. Before driving off I connected my phone to Bluetooth and started playing Roddys album. ... what ... Even though I don't fuck with him this album still slaps. Don't judge me bitch. Mommy and I were currently singing along to perfect time as we pulled up to the European Wax Center. We walked in, signed our names and sat down. As we waited to get called I decided to post one of my pictures.
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Liked byRoddyRicch, JustJustin and 778,890 Others TheSweetestOli: Bad bitch you conceited 🥵 Sb: make sure ya come out and support ya girl today. View all 2,000 comments JusJustin:Why tf you look so good - idk ask my parents 🤨 RoddyRicch: lol... - *liked* AmberBaby:Wow you got the fucking juice bitch. GOALS LMAOO - Amber pls stop playing with me LMFAOOOOOOO KingCombs:@AmberBaby why tf you saying goals? - Oop 👀 AmberBaby: Christian why you embarrassing me on this app?
I laughed at Ambers comment, just as I was about to reply I got called in. 20 minutes later and my poor coochie was hurting like a motherfucker. I'm never gonna get used to this pain fr fr. When I got out my mother was already done and we both headed home. I dropped her off and then made my way to the dance studio. I stopped for some food on the way cause a bitch was starving. Once I got there I headed straight to the changing room, I quickly changed into my dance clothes and went to go warm up. I don't have many friends here mainly because most of the girls are jealous of me. Not to toot my own horn but I'm one of the best dancers here, so they're constantly jealous of me for always getting the lead rolls. I've been at this dance company since I was a little girl. Our senior year of High School they made us audition to a whole bunch of perform arts university. Only me, Amber and 1 other girl got accepted into Juilliard with a full ride scholarship. Amber declined it and is now a full time model. She told me dancing didn't make her happy anymore and I didn't blame her. This has become more of a job for me than a hobby. But it's what I loved to do so I couldn't just stop. The dance world is so competitive. Everybody is always trying to make it to the top and be the best. Even though people have the potential to be, very few people actually make it in this industry. It's sad but it's the way life goes. We were performing at the Apollo Theater which is a big deal. This is gonna be my 5th time performing there but my first time performing a solo and lead role. There were gonna be talent agents and managers there looking for dancers to recruit. Being that I've had many amazing opportunities in life, the girls and boys here thought that this was just another opportunity that I was going to steal from them. But I can't steal something that's not mine. It's not my fault I'm a good dancer. Tf they want me to do about it?
