Sunday, July 8, 2012

Abbie's Dance Club- Book 1 (preview)


CHAPTER 1

      Abbie Henley sighed. How was she supposed to write an entire report on England overnight? She took in a deep breath, then sighed again.

     “Well, I guess that's what I get for procrastinating.”Abbie flopped face first on her bed and then wondered, how did I get into this mess?

      It all started when her English teacher had assigned country reports to the class: Abbie had had her country all picked out and all the information at her fingertips. But, she should have guessed beforehand that France was a pretty popular country.
     
       Now she was stuck with England. Abbie planned out her whole schedule to get it finished before the last day of school. That was tomorrow. How would she ever make it into tenth grade?

      “Anyway, I'd probably better get researching!”Abbie hopped off her bed and hopped online.





*****


       


        Two hours later Abbie heard her mother's footsteps coming up the stairs and down the hall, stopping at her door. KNOCK! KNOCK!

        “Yeah Mom?”

        “Honey, it's dinner time. I need you to come downstairs and help your sisters and I set the table.”

        Abbie sighed reluctantly and trudged to the door.

        “Okay Mom. But after that can I please finish my research?”

        Mrs. Henley gasped.

        “WHAT?! It's been two hours! You mean you haven't even finished the rough draft yet?”

        “Well, er, um...”Abbie looked around the area for help. “I could do an all-night-er?”

         Abbie's mom let out an exasperated sigh.

        “Humph! We'll talk about it after dinner.”

        The two of them trudged downstairs and set the table with Abbie's three sisters, Henna, Mackenzie, and Riley. After they ate dinner, Abbie clomped upstairs and was able to finish the report part. When she was finished with that, she yawned and crawled into bed.

*****

        “Dang it! Today's tomorrow!!!”Abbie unsuccessfully leaped out of bed, and, due to her grogginess, flew through the air and landed with a bang on the floor.

        “Owww.”As Abbie rubbed her head in pain she glanced over at the digital alarm clock sitting on her nightside table.“CRAP! I am so late! Why did I forget to turn the alarm on?”She got up off the floor and started undressing. When she gathered her stuff to go take a shower she noticed that there were two pairs of pajamas laying atop her dresser. No, never mind, there was one pair of PJ's and one pair of...

        “Awww man, I slept in my clothes?!”Abbie exclaimed.

        When Abbie finished putting her clothes away, she headed to the bathroom. As soon as she got there, Mackenzie jumped in front of her to stop her from entering.

        “No! Don't go in there!”she cried.

        Abbie asked questionably,“Why?”

        Mackenzie answered,“Ummm, because Riley took a really big dump, and it stinks?”

        “And where's Henna?”Abbie demanded in her all-knowing big sister voice.

        “Uh... She's still eating breakfast!”Mackenzie said quickly.

        “Mom hasn't even made breakfast yet!”Abbie snapped.

        Mackenzie thought fast,“She had to eat breakfast early because she had drama practice so Mom's going to drop her off in, um... five minutes.”Mackenzie yelled down to the kitchen,“RIGHT, HENNA?”

        “Yeah!”Henna answered.

        “Mackenzie, why did Henna's voice come from the bathroom, not the kitchen? And when did she ever have drama in school? She's only in FOURTH GRADE!”

        “Uh, well, nothing's going on in the bathroom anyway.”Mackenzie nervously replied.

        Abbie heard Riley call from behind the bathroom door,“Yeah, there is something going on in here. We're just- mmmph!”Abbie smelled a rat. Hey, at least Riley was just five, so she could be relied on to blab the devious plans or secrets that Mackenzie and Henna were always coming up with. Abbie had had enough, so she went to the other bathroom to wash up.

        When she was done taking a shower, Abbie headed to the kitchen, prepared to be tempted by the delicious smells of her mother's cooking. Nothing. That's weird, Abbie thought.

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