Once I get home from school I rush up to my room to get my dance gear, I get changed into my leotard and put a pair of sweats on
"Hey mom can I borrow the car to go to dance" I yell from my room
"No sweetie I need to use it for work" she yells back
I roll my eyes and groan, "great I have to walk" I say to myself, i walk to the kitchen to grab a snack and head off to the dance studio, I put my AirPods in and press play on my music, I jog slowly to the beat of the music
When I reach the studio, I take out my AirPods, I put them back into their case and shove them into my bag and walk into the building
I'm welcomed by a group hug from my friends as I enter, I smile and walk to the corner of the room to put my stuff down, I tale my pointe shoes out of my bag along with my tights and leg warmers, I put my tights on and put tie up my pointe shoes
"Time to stretch girls!" miss Webster calls
I get up and join the class
"Stretch up high girls, get those muscles nice and warm ready for our lesson today!" she calls
"In the middle of the room girls!" Miss Webster calls
We all walk to the middle of the room to start the group dance, Miss Webster starts the music and we all dance to the music
"Point tour toes, Olivia!" Miss Webster yells "we have a show in 2 weeks!, we need to keep up!" Miss Webster demands
"Sauté arabesque, balancé en tournant, run, run, run, grand jeté" I say to myself as I step lightly across the wood floor.
"Class is over!" Miss Webster calls and I run to my bag, my feet ache
I slide my shoes of slowly revealing the blisters left behind from my shoes, I wince from the pain, I wipe the blood from my toes and put band aids on them so they don't get any worse. I pack up my bag and get changed back into my sweats
I hug my friend's goodbye and walk outside, I shove my AirPods into my ears and hit play on my iPod and start jogging home
I open the front door and see a box on the table addressed to me
"Mom?" I shout "oh she's at work" I say to myself
I take the brown box and walk up to my room, I place my dance gear on the floor and open the box
I scream and chuck the box onto the floor
"What the hell!!!" I yell
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Pointe Blank
HorrorFrancesca was a simple girl, straight-A student, and has lots of friends. She has been dancing since the age of 2, Dance is her passion. She thinks that the world she is living in is safe, She lives with her mom, In a cozy neighborhood, But everythi...
