A New Type of Mafia Love

Chapter 99

Noelle's POV

Competition day is tomorrow and I'm so nervous. Turns out I'm the youngest girl competing because I age in as 10 this competition instead of 11. Not that it makes a difference the other girls are 14 and up.

I had fun with everyone walking through the city and doing fun stuff like go to the Statue of Liberty but I also wish I stayed to practice more.

"Noelle you'll be fine. If anything you can wing it and no one will know" Wyatt told me

"The judges would know. I'm dancing Ballet which is way harder than any other style" I explain

"Why is it harder" Kota asked

Yeah she tagged along. I don't mind cause I like Dakota but whenever dad and daddy aren't around Wyatt locks me out so he can do the nasties with her. He thinks I don't know but I'm 11 almost 12 I know.

"There's a right and wrong in ballet. There are ways to do things. If she was doing jazz or lyrical she could just feel the music and dance. It's harder to free style ballet because it's all about structure and discipline" Jesse explained

"She's also nervous because all the other girls have been doing ballet for years. Noelle is an amazing dancer but the other girls have more experience in this style than her" Zach finished

"She's still gonna be amazing"

"I know that but I wanna be first to prove those mean moms wrong" I sighed

"You're competing and their kid isn't. You already won" Jesse said

"Yeah I guess you're right"

Morning

I dance after lunch and it's currently 10:30. I'm already showered, my hair is washed and brushed out so I can do my hair.

I go to the teams dressing room and everyone is there in casual clothing ready to support me. Well everyone accept for Tori and Noami's mom.

Aunt Haruhi starts doing my hair and I start my makeup

Ms. Jenna starts giving me a pep talk too and all the girls are really encouraging

After an hour and a half I'm ready. My hair is done and my make up is on point.

I start stretching before I put on my pointe shoes and costume

I'm backstage saying my prayers before I get on stage. I'm surprisingly confident because I know I'm prepared to dance to the best of my abilities.

I get called on stage and the music begins to play

After dance

I bow and elegantly walk off stage I run to the dressing room

"I did so good" I squealed

"You couldn't have done any better" Zach hugs me

"We're so proud of you" Jesse hugs me too

"Stay in your outfit. They're doing awards for each individual style at the end of each day. All dancers are to be dressed for awards"

"Can I take off my dress at least I'm starving and it's white. That's a stain waiting to happen"

"Awards are at 3 be dressed and on stage by then"

I changed and took my dress with me because I didn't trust the jealous moms. I left my makeup and my hair so I wouldn't have to redo it