I told you I would have it up today! I feel happy now! Plus, my back hurts so I'm going to get this over with.
Do you guys remember chapter 3 and all the incidents I had with it? I fixed them last night! Before it would just not let me change chapter 3 at all. So now I'm happy that that's fixed!
Do you guys know how weird it is to read your own work from a year ago? I was appalled that I made so many errors before! I'm just so embarrassed by my writing I have no words for it… Hopefully, the rest of the story is going to be better!
Go ahead and read now. Do you actually read these? I only read the A/Ns to a story I'm following, but if it's complete I just skip them. Does anyone do that too?
Disclaimer: I own the plot, just not the characters…
I hear the birds on the summer breeze,
I drive fast, I am alone in the night
Been tryin' hard not to get into trouble,
but I, I've got a war in my mind
So, I just ride, just ride,
I just ride, just ride
-Ride by Lana Del Rey
BPOV
"Mom, come on! We're gonna be late!" I called out to my mother who was frantically searching for her keys. I was already waiting outside by the car. After another minute, Mom came out of the house, keys in hand. She locked up and unlocked the car.
"Let's go. We don't want to be late." Mom said while getting in the car. I truly didn't want to either. This was the day I've been waiting for forever. I climbed into the car excitedly. Mom started the car and we were finally off to Star Chance Dance Competition or the SCDC for short. This would be my first solo at a competition and I want to make Mrs. Bendell proud.
To think, just 2 months ago I was learning to dance and now I could finally compete! I was just bouncing with joy in the backseat.
On the way to the competition, I went over the dance again and again in my head to make sure I wouldn't forget it. Once we got there, I literally jumped out of the car.
"Be careful, Bella. We wouldn't want you to get injured before the dance." My mom said to me when she got out of the car.
"Sorry, Mom." And I was, but I was just so excited.
I found my closest friend. She was the first friend I met in dance. She started dancing when she was 3-years-old and helped me out when I needed it. I was so nervous, but she seemed to calm me every time I told what I was afraid of.
"You are fine, Isabella." She had said. She was the only one allowed to call me by my full name. "You're a great dancer. Focus on you and only you." Then, Mrs. Bendell walked into the room.
"Solos need to backstage in 5 minutes!" She yelled at us then left the room. I think I started hyperventilating. My friend immediately tried calming me.
"Breathe! C'mon, deep breaths, Isabella. You're fine. Everything's okay." Her soothing words calmed me deeply. I was close to relaxing. "You're gonna go out there and rock the competition! Do hear me?" I smiled and she did too. "Okay, then. Let's get going so Mrs. Bendell doesn't get mad at us." We got up and made our way backstage.
Right outside the backstage doors, my mom caught up with me. She engulfed me in a reassuring hug. "You are going to be fine, Bella. Believe in yourself. I believe in you." She said. She looked me in the eye and smiled. She let go of me and stood up. "Well, I gotta go. Do your best!" And with a kiss to my forehead, she left.
I saw all of my other classmates' performances and I thought they were great, but I had a nagging feeling saying they were better than me. And they probably were. So when my number was called, I was practically in tears. But I smiled and strutted onto the stage, setting myself up in the beginning position.
The song Satellite Heart by Anya Marina began to play and before I knew it, I was following the rhythm. I knew my dance wasn't perfect, but I was doing my best. Then, when I was in the middle of a fourette combination, it happened.
I lost my footing.
I fell off the stage and landed on my right leg. There was immense pain and I screamed out. Commotion went about, but all I was thinking was, I failed.
It felt like a dream after that. I was rushed to the hospital to find out I fractured a bone in my leg and would take months to heal. And when it did, I told my mom I was done with dance. I felt like I couldn't show myself in that studio ever again. I was scared.
We got into this whole argument but in the end, she respected my decision and we were to never talk about dance again.
I was depressed, which was unusual for a kid my age. I lost hope in ever dancing again. Then, my parents started fighting. About a month later, my mom just grabbed me and we moved to Phoenix, Arizona. I never told anyone there. I just wanted to forget…
By the time I finished my story, I was crying a lot. I was in Alice's arms while she was comforting me.
"Wow." Alice whispered. "I'm so sorry that happened to you, Bella." I collected myself.
"I'm fine. It's still a sore topic even though it was, like, 12 years ago." I smiled a sad smile and rolled my eyes. I wiped the rest of my tears off my cheeks.
"How did you start dancing again?" Alice asked. It took me by surprise.
How did I start dancing again?
"Um, I don't really remember. I guess it's not important anyways…" It still fazed me how I couldn't remember. Alice asked how I started dancing for Sabine and I told what has happened to me so far from when I first arrived here. She was in awe throughout the whole explanation.
"Now, you know the whole thing." I said to her and shrugged. Sabine walked into the room and sat in one of the chairs.
"Good job, Bella. Oops! I mean, Izzy." We all laughed. "But seriously, good job. It must've been hard to say it." I just looked down.
Alice noticed the mood change. "Uh, can I pick your first outfit?!" She asked excitedly. I was going to answer until Sabine spoke up.
"Sorry, I already have them picked out." Sabine told her, but when she saw Alice's face, she backtracked. "Uh, well, you can pick the next one?" She offered. Alice's face lit up and said a simple, "Yes!"
Sabine stood up again. "Well if we're done here, I'm gonna get my stuff so we can lock up." She said, and then went to her office. Alice turned to me.
"I'm going over to your house tomorrow morning so we can get ready. And you can't get out of it, either!" Alice said getting up. I groaned. Right before Alice reached the door, I called her. "Yes?" She asked, turning around.
I suddenly felt shy. "You're… not gonna tell anyone, are you?" I asked looking down. She gave me a warm smile.
"Your secret's safe with me."
So there you go! Hope you enjoyed! Who else feels sad for Bella?
Just so you know, Bella didn't share her friend's name because she was uncomfortable with it.
Thanks for reading, guys! The next will probably take a while because I've decided to alternate uploads with my other story Fatal Desires, which you should totally check out! But don't worry, I won't forget about y'all!
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