This the 2nd chapter and I like how story's developing so far. Please review it.
The sun hadn't risen yet when Mel woke up. It had been about four hours since Sasha had joined her and she couldn't sleep anymore. She sneezed when the girl's black hair got in her nose and tried to get off of bed, only to find her arm tightly against Sasha's tummy. Not wanting to disturb one of the other girl's rare nights of decent sleep, she didn't move a muscle, being only to properly breathe and do nothing else for the next two hours, while her friend slept peacefully.
Sasha finally began to move, arm by arm, leg by leg and about five minutes of letting her stretch every single muscle she could possibly need to stretch, Mel finally moved to another position, a much more comfortable one. Now facing the ceiling, she waited for Sasha to speak up, like she usually did. She waited and waited and about twenty minutes later, when she could not wait any longer, she got up.
-Oh, you don't get impatient as easily as I thought – Sasha said with a smirk.
-You made me wait 20 minutes for that? Honestly, your definition of having fun is much different than mine.
Mel turned her back on her, jumping over the other two girls who still slept one her bedroom's floor.
-Why are you so mad? It's rather inordinate.
-Inordinate?! Wow, looks like you can actually speak properly and have nice vocabulary.
-Yeah, you should try it one of these days.
-Oh, ah ah, that's gold.
-No, that's what your grandpa was searching for in Brazil in 1500.
Sasha faced her friend who was now looking at her quizzically.
-I have a History paper due Thursday, I've been doing some research – she explained.
-Ok, let's stop this. Want some breakfast?
-I sure could eat something.
-You sound like a farm girl from Missouri.
-And you look like one.
Mel slapped her friend's arm, laughing while she did it, and headed downstairs. She took out a couple of trays, put a bowl on each one of them and headed for the living room.
-Bring the milk, spoons and the cereal, if you don't mind – she shouted at her friend while making herself comfortable in front of the TV.
-Are we seriously going to watch TV?
-Do you have any better suggestions?
-We could go get a drink.
-It's 8 in the morning, you alcoholic!
-Fine, let's watch some crappy show with some crappy people on it.
-You do know that that's what most people do for fun, right?
-Well, most people are obviously dumb as fuck.
-Wow, okay…
They sat down next to each other, facing the TV while eating their breakfast. Once every two minutes, Sasha would make a comment on how the show could never possibly be real and how dumb the people who watched it had to be to actually enjoy it. Melanie rolled her eyes every time Sasha's mouth opened and thanked God when it shut closed again.
About an hour later and several unpleasant comments later, they heard Ginny and Boo coming down. The four girls sat on Mel's couch, talking and joking for several hours until it was time for ballet. They headed to Madame Fanny's studio, where most of the students already awaited her, and started getting dressed, leaving an extra twenty minutes to warm up.
When Michelle showed up instead of their beloved teacher, the girls weren't at all surprised. Ginny simply asked:
-So… Where to this time?
Michelle shrugged as she looked at her class.
-Who knows? She might be trying to find the way to India or becoming a nomad, I think she heard they discovered fire somewhere.
While all the kids were laughing, Sasha silently walked over to Boo, nodding to her and waiting while she searched for something in her phone.
-She's in Hawaii, Michelle. She said that she needed to find some good cayenne pepper for her eggs.
-Let me guess, facebook?
Boo only nodded sadly while Michelle turned to the pianist, smiling like a little kid in a candy shop.
-Well, let's get started, then. Plié, demi-plié…