My own life Chapter 1 "Girls! Point those toes! Do you want

My own life
Chapter 1

"Girls! Point those toes! Do you want to be in pointe? Yes you heard me! One girl in this class is moving up, but it's not too late to change my mind!" Everyone's energy amps up about a million percent. "Okay I am going to clap and you go onto releve right foot with left foot in pase. I clap you put your foot down, next clap is opposite." She begins clapping to a steady rhythm. I easily follow and can't help but look back to see Vanessa, a sixth grader, struggling. "Okay girls that was fine. Sit down and stretch out to start working on the dance. But I'm sure you want to hear about who is moving up. Well I have two letters." Everyone begins to whisper. "Ehem? Yes as I'm sure you all know, one girl has moved up a level, and the other has been asked to return to ballet technic instead of preparatory for pointe. The two girls are, come up to me once I call your name. Miss Sammy Tomonski." I slowly stand up and walk over to her.
Around the room, girls are staring at me and thinking. I like to think I'm one of the better girls, but I don't know. I look at Kendall, a girl in my homeroom  with her blonde hair in a low ponytail with a flower hair elastic. Her black leotard contrasts to Suzy's energetic one. Today, her's is a sparkly fabric that seems to reflect the light. Both girls are about my level. Kendall is probably a bit closer, but I'd be much happier if I stayed with Suzy forever. Kendall is just too intense.
"Miss Victoria Migman." One of the older girls, a tenth grader, approaches. "Girls, I will give you five minutes to read these letters while I explain to these girls that other girls could be moving as early as next class." Her eyes wander over. She occasionally smiles and her tan, wrinkly face lights up. "You will both come back to say thank you and then you have permission to leave as you are no longer a part of this class." We curtsy and walk into the waiting room.
"Same time?" Asks Victoria. I nod. ...Dear Miss Samantha, Your skills have improvided dramatically and with great joy we would like to offer you a place in the senior pointe class." I can't even finish the letter because I am so happy. I look at Victoria. Her eyes are filled with tears as she rereads it over and over. I offer her a hug.
"No-no this has to be wrong! I've been working so hard and I've been bouncing back and forth forever! I'm sixteen I can't be with the ten year olds! They mixed us up! I'm sure I mean I'm better! Just we have to get this fixed!" But instead of walking towards the office she walks to her car and leaves.
I timidly walk back to class and tell them of what happened. Miss Abigail nods sympathetically. I walk over to the bathroom and call my parents.
"The Tomonski residents are not here please leave your message after the-" I almost forgot about Luke's lacrosse game. I walk over to the cubbies and grab my bag of homework, knowing I won't be picked up for a while. 
"Miss Leonna wants to know why you aren't in class." says an older girl.
"Oh um I just got moved upto your class I think. But I'm not getting picked up for a bit."
"Sammy right?" I nod. "I live down the block. I'll drop you off on the way home. Don't worry we're ending early 'cause Sarah fell and hurt her knee. It'll heal fine but she needs to re-block. Lemme grab my keys." I pull on my hoody and stand ready to go.
The carride is awkward. "So um what's advanced like?"
"I think you're gonna like it. I saw you in your practice once when we were sharing dances. Our class starts like an hour after the prep one so I'll drive you home if you want."
"Thanks but I do jazz and acro and tap and lyrical and ya know most days."
"It's fine I usually stay late we can see how it works out. Is this your place?"
"Yeah thanks so much." I grab my bag and let myself in. My family is already having dinner.
"Sammy! You should have seen your brother today! He was amazing" gushes my mom.
"Cool but guess waht! I got moved up! I'll be more competive this year!'
"Sammy, we were talking about something else. You should have seen his coach! He was impressed Luke." Luke looks uncomfortable.
"Dad it was just practice. Sammy what happened? That sounds cool. Let's talk about that now."
"Oh Luke you're too modest. Sammy doesn't mind listening and this is somethign to be proud of!" He looks at me instaead of our mother. He looks apologetic, but I just shrug. It's no different from any other day.

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