(AUTHORS NOTE: This is my first book on here I hope you guys like it)
I felt the warm breeze on my face and, then I realized it was New years eve! I jumped out of bed and threw on a plaid shirt and some black tights. The sweet aroma of cinnamon floated up to my room and made me drool. My mom was making cinnamon rolls! I ran down the stairs and saw a plate of sweet rolls of deliciousness. I greeted mom and took a bite of the cinnamon roll, I saw her older sister, Lilianna texting on her phone. I rolled my eyes and looked over at my older brother Mike shoving food into his mouth. "Katrina honey, you have ballet practice today," My mom said enthusiastically. "Even on new Year's Eve" I groaned. She nodded her head. I despised dance practice. The girls were snobby the teacher was rude and, the outfit was just too pink. I shuddered just thinking about it. I ate the rest of my cinnamon roll and went to get my dance bag. I quickly changed into the tacky outfit and walked down the stairs. I looked out the door and saw mom in the car. I walked out and jumped into the car mom was playing some old 90's songs.
I looked out the window and saw the light blue sky with some clouds. Soon enough, we had arrived at the studio. Mom walked in, and I dragged behind her. Mrs.Ruby greeted us with a cheery smile that I knew was fake. Mrs.Ruby was the type of lady who would steal a little kid's lollipop and, she would completely deny it. I despised her and her fake smiles. "Come along now Katrina," she said with a creaky voice. I followed her to where the other dancers were. They were whispering and, they stopped the second I came towards them. They were talking about me. Mrs.Ruby told us to line up at the barre and go to the first position. I did as she instructed but, then she stopped me. I wanted to cry right there and then. She yelled at me for probably 15 minutes about how the first position is important and how I should know how to do it. After that, the rest of the class went by in a blur. When class ended I practically ran out the door. Mom was waiting for me at the front desk. We walked to the car in total silence.
We drove to a restaurant on the way home. We both walked in and, I realized I was still in my ballet outfit and, my cheeks turned bright pink. I saw a boy my age sitting with his mother. I felt like I had seen him somewhere but, my thoughts were interrupted by the waiter asking us what we wanted to order. Mom ordered some fancy chicken while I just ordered a plain salad. In around fifteen or so minutes, we got our food. I started eating my salad and, eventually, both mom and I finished eating. We got up and left a tip. We walked towards the door and went into the car. We soon got home, and I rushed to my bed. I think I fell asleep because when I got woken up by Lillianna, it was time for dinner. I quickly changed into a blue romper and went downstairs. I saw my brother at the table. "Mike where mom and dad," I asked with a confused tone."I have no idea probably at the party" He responded. Then it hit me of course, they were not going to have dinner with us. I saw that dinner was burnt pizza and, I felt sick to my stomach. I went back into my room and fell asleep to the smell of burnt pizza.
I woke up remembering what happened yesterday but, the smell of cinnamon burst my bubble of thoughts. I looked down and saw my pajamas were the ones I was wearing yesterday. It didn't make sense I hadn't changed into them I was wearing a blue romper yesterday. I ran to my dresser and saw my romper neatly folded. I ran downstairs to see the same sight I had seen yesterday. "Kate, are you alright? You look pale," she said looking towards me. I laughed nervously. "This is all a prank right, it is 2021," I said. Mom and my siblings looked at me like I was crazy. I quickly sat down and bit into a cinnamon roll. "Mom wouldn't have made these again. I must be going crazy or still dreaming," I thought. "Oh yeah, you have ballet today, Katrina," I plainly nodded and went upstairs to get ready. I was horrified to do anything different. I went to dance practice like yesterday and also messed up the first position. After dance, I went to the same restaurant and ordered the same thing. I did not want to eat it. I forced myself to so I wouldn't mess anything up. After eating we went back into the car and then back home. I fell asleep again and, Lillianna woke me up for dinner. I told her I wasn't hungry and I fell asleep again.
I next few days went by the same I ate so many cinnamon rolls I never wanted to see them again. I had dance practice again and also went to the same restaurant for lunch. I was sick of eating cinnamon rolls, salad, and pizza. I had to fall asleep to the smell of burnt pizza.
AROUND 10 YEARS LATER
It's been around ten years I think I don't remember what day it is though. I don't even remember what day it is. I look the same. I'm sure that I could be a professional dancer. I've been eating the same food for so long. Oh yeah, I haven't seen that boy at the restaurant anymore. I wish he would have helped me and I wish he would have talked to me.