Life of a 13 year old- Hurry through the day, you can't wait for your dance audition!

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You sleep through your classes. They're so boring. In history, the prof drones on about some despot of Russia named Peter the Great or something. It doesn't matter though. You're failing history anyways. As soon as class ends, you speed home and shut yourself in your room. A strange, rhythmic squeaking noise came from your mother's room. It's probably just the neighbors fixing their patio next door you think. You practice your moves and stretch out your flexible limbs. You get so caught up, you forget about dinner.

It is almost 7 o'clock now

You don your red and white uniform. The fabric was extremely thin and hugged you tight. Your nipples protrude like little buttons from the front. The low V cut might've been too low in your opinion. Your boobs were squished together and spilling out, yearning to be free. The skirt barely covered your ass too. It stopped half way down your ass cheeks. I look like a fucking stripper in this outfit, you grumble.

No matter, you still run down stairs.

"Mom! We're gonna be late for practice!", you yell from down stairs.

"Where's mom? We're going to be late!"

"She's up stairs sleeping.", says your brother who was looking flustered again.

"Well wake her up!". you furiously stomp your feet, causing your tits to sway a bit.

"You wake her up!", he retorts.

You shove him to the floor and make your way to your mother's room, knocking Alexto the floor. "Dweeb"

You barge in her door furiously, only to discover that she was naked, along with a pungent smell in the room.

"Sorry!", you look away quickly. "We have to go now mom, we're gonna be late."

She quickly dons a summer dress and runs down with you.

"Get in the car Alex, we're leaving."

You eagerly sit in the car for 15 minutes until you reach the dance studio. Dozens of girls are tumbling, twirling, and showing off their well practiced moves in front of a panels of judges.

"I'm going to be in studio 6 mom!", you say before running down the hallway. She seemed preoccupied tasting something she wiped off her thighs though. Ew



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