JASMINE’S POV – Ballet Practice
“annnnnnnddd bow… that was good Jasmine! Since you didn’t practice for 1 and a half week, you need to improve more of your toes and arms… okay? But other than that, you were phenomenal!” I smiled gratefully at my instructor, Mrs. Daria Petrov. Mother snorted.
“Good? From what I have seen, it was terrible and horrible” My smile faded and I ducked my head, embarrassed at what Mother had said.
“Mrs. Moore, I think your daughter here did an amazing job.” Mrs. Petrov Russian voice was thick and it scared me. Mother scoffed
“You call that amazing? Her posture was terrible, her toes wasn’t pointing and her arms weren’t stretched enough!” I startled when Mother shouted the last part. I just tightly shut my eyes.
“Mrs. Moore, you need—“
“Look, I’m not here to chit chat with you and seeing Jasmine terribly doing her ballet is giving me a headache. I hired you to make my daughter to be the best and I expect the best. So far, best was far from it. Pathetic and horrible. I will check back this Friday and make sure she does it perfectly. And if she doesn’t, you’re fired.”
Mother’s voice was stern, I glanced at Mrs. Petrov and her face reddened, she was very mad and ready to fight back but I got her attention and I had a pleading look and shook my head. She closed and opened her mouth but didn’t say anything. I exhaled. Mother smirked in victory.
“Jasmine, a word.” I swallowed hard. Mrs. Petrov looked at me but I just sadly smiled at her.
“You asked for me Mothe—“
“You gained weight”
“W-what?”
“Do I have to repeat myself? YOU GAINED WEIGHT. I told you to follow your diet and exercise! You never listen to me! You need to practice, exercise then practice again, you need to concentrate on this—“
“But mother, I still have school and… I need to catch up to—“
“Did I tell you to speak?” she narrowed her eyes and I kept my mouth shut and shook my head.
“Where have your manners gone Jasmine? Ugh god you’re giving me a headache!” I stood still and silent. She grabbed my chin and directly looked into my eyes. Hey hazel eyes were full of hatred and disgust. I felt myself depressed.
“Jasmine Daisy Moore, you need to learn to respect your mother. Do not ever speak to me like that again. Do you understand?” I quickly nodded. She tightened her grip and I winced.
“I can’t hear you. Do you understand?!” She hissed. I can feel my tears forming.
“Y-yes mother” She let go of my chin and I softly rubbed it. She took a deep breath
“For that…stupid school of yours… right after it, you’ll be exercising for 2 hours then you’ll practice. And as for your diet, eat vegetables and fruits. I’ll ask Martin to stock your refrigerator. Stop eating greasy foods Jasmine, you’re gaining weight.” I nodded.
“I expect you to do good Jasmine cause’ I swear to god you don’t want to see me disappointed again.” I nodded quickly. She stood up straight and examined me head-to-toe. With her scrutinizing eyes made me self-conscious. She scowled.
“Stand straight Jasmine.” I quickly stood straight. She shook her head and rolled her eyes, she put on her CHANEL sunglasses then walked away. I watched her as she walked away from the studio, I fought back my tears and sniffed.
“You okay?” I heard Mrs. Petrov asked behind my back. I didn’t listened at her. She went to my front and grabbed 2 of my shoulders. She looked straight to my eyes.
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