Chapter 1: June 2005

First chapter of my semi-autobiography, sorry it's so short! This is true, all the characters are real, not to the fiction part for a while yet! :) Enjoy this bit of rubbish! :D

Monday, June 21, 2005

                I walked through the door to Dance Creations and breathed in the same scent that had greeted me for five years now. It was June and I was signed up for the Nutcracker Workshop ballet class, where I would learn the dances I would be performing in the Nutcracker in December.

                I opened the door to the actual studio, the dance floor, and stopped dead.

                I couldn’t hear anything, not even my teacher’s greeting as I stepped inside warily. I sat down next to everyone else, but I was staring at someone I’d never seen at Dance Creations before. He had blond hair and green eyes and freckles, but that was all I really noticed.

                A thousand questions formed in my brain. I pushed them all away and breathed deeply and tried to ignore the strange boy sitting three people away from me.

                As everyone went down the line saying their names, I still wasn’t paying attention, until the little boy said, “Chandler.”

                I hadn’t heard the name before then, and I kept repeating it in my brain. I liked the sound of it. I was still saying it in my head when it was my turn. I blinked. “Uh, Amelia.” I looked away as I saw that Chandler was looking at me.

                From that day forward, I made a vow: I would never like Chandler.

Author's Note

Yeah, not so good. Don't be too harsh. It's short, and written when I was 9 or 10, I just recently dug the first three chapters of this story out of my recycling bin, so, yeah.
I might do some editing to this later, sorry, I'm too lazy. =D