Secrets

Secrets

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" There was a moment of silence. They were looking at eachother. Cece suddenly burst out: "Wow. Really?! So basically you just explained to us that you were living a painful, pathetic life by our side and that we're not popular enough for you so you enjoyed more kissing Felicia's ASS than watching a movie with your real best friends??!!" Chloe wasn't even looking at either of us, she was just shaking her head in shame. "Come on Chloe." said Cece. They both walked over to the door and left without looking back and left me depressed and teary-eyed. The next day, I felt weak emotionally and physically. All the drama had drained me. My mum was worried as to why I was so unhappy. Even though it felt like it,I wasn't sick, I didn't have a cold. So, I told her that Cece, Chloe and I had had a huge row and I didn't have anyone else to hangout with so that I didn't have to go to school aka hell. I was sort of pouring my heart out to her and she felt sorry for me. There was no need for me to explain what happened at the party, she would feel even more sorry for me and I would probably feel even more miserable and self-pity. My mum still had to go to work, so did my dad and my brother was at kindergarden so I was left by myself at home, laying in my bed, watching an America's Next Top Model marathon. I disallowed myself to check anything social media related or text messages. If someone wanted to speak to me, they had to straight up call me or come right up at my face. I was sick and tired of all the bullshit at school. Maybe it was Tyra Banks's fierceness, i dont know, but my sadness was slowly turning into anger."
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I slipped on my shoes, tightened my shoes. Straightened out my leotard, and fixed my hair. "Ana! Ana!" they called out. I walked on to the stage placement A1. I stood in first position looking down waiting for my que. The music started and then I started. I went on my toes shoes and danced. I dipped and many boys caught me. This act was called The Girl. I am that girl. It's about her being so beautiful that everyone falls for her. In real life I am nothing like that, In these dances I nothing but that. As they dance aggressively yet gracefully, I saw my mother in the crowd. I blinked twice to get the image out of my head because she was gone and I didn't want crazy images of ghost in my head. She was gone. One of the boys looked at me like I was crazy because I missed my cue. Crap I thought as I did it quickly to make sure everything was ok. Luckily everything was ok and got off the stage. "What the hell just happened there?" the director asked, I ignore him and walked to my locker to get a danish and some water, he followed me, "Hey girls only." I said "I'm gay." He replied "And..." I answered He huffed and walked out the room. I smiled at his anger. Seeing the director get angry was always so funny. Yet he always gives me the lead roll.

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