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Summer lovin Chapter 1 My eyes fluttered open to the sound of a blender. A blender? Mom only makes smoothies on... THE FIRST DAY OF SUMMER. What made this even better was i didnt have school next year! I threw my sheets to the side and placed my feet on the cold marble floor. After wincing i stood changing into a tight purple tank top, and sweats. Slipping dancer shorts under first. I put my blonde wavy hair into a high ponytail, finishing it off with a black bow. I put on my purple nikes. I ran down the stairs, letting out a shriek as i tripped. "Im okay!" I shouted to no one in particular. My brother was in college, my dad left when i was 12, did not want to get deeper into that, and my mom was all the way in the kitchen. I stood and finished running to the kitchen. My beautiful mom standing in the kitchen light, wearing a yellow sun dress. Her brown hair went all the way down to her back. She turned to me, her soft hazel eyes, unlike my icey blue eyes, were kind. "Goodmorning jasmine!" I gave her a smile and a kiss on the cheek. "Goodmorning mami." I grabbed my palmagranet smoothie from her hand. I took a long sip. "you excited for today?" She asked me. I swallowed the rest of my smoothie and nodded. She laughed and wiped my face. "Okay, well get going. Its 8 and i know how you like to get that extra two hours of practice. "Okay. Bye mami, love you." I grabbed my dance bag and keys and ran out the door, but not without getting my iphone. ************* The ten minute drive led me to my dance studio in miami. Today was a big day. Today the believe workshop was coming and they needed senior dancers as workers. I was auditioning for a spot today. I stared at the studio. I could tell it was empty. I took a deep breath and opened my car door. I walked into the studio, not seeing alex, the dance instructor. I walked into the dance room and dropped my bag on the floori stared at the long mirror. Why did i look like i was gaining weight? I shook the thought off, not wanting to go there. 120 was a good weight. It was good. I put my headphones in and played the fray, how to save a life. One of my favorite songs. I touched my toes and when i came back up after a minute i found someone next to me trying to touch his toes but only making it halfway. I let out a scream. The guy shot up. I finally found out who it was, with a perfectly sculpted shirtless body and red sweatpants. He wasnt wearing shoes and he had major bed head. His shiny brown eyes were hazy and puffy, as if he had just woken up. I took out one of my head phones. "What are you doing justin?" "Its nice to see you too jasmine." I dated justin back when i was like fifteen. He was just making it big and recording my world in florida. "Seriously. Arent you supposed to be recording an album or something?" "I already did. Hence, believe tour." I rolled my eyes. "Youre looking good." I said looking me up and down. "Sarcasm doeant suit you, justin." "I wasnt being sarcastic." He said putting his hands up. A justin bieber aong came on my head phones, it was take you. It was really loud and justin heard it. "So you are a fan of my music." "Its the only song i like. Now leave me alone. This the only time i get until this room is full of twelve year olds making me clausterphobic." I said slideing into a split. He tried to do one too, but failed miserably. I laughed. "I missed this jasmine." I got serious again. "I didnt." *more later. -jazzyB
Posted on: Mon, 08 Jul 2013 01:51:07 +0000

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