Novel & Cerita Mackenzie From Dance Moms Now

During a holiday, when I told my mother that my boyfriend would be coming to my house, her expression darkened. Tears welled up in her eyes as she touched my face and said in a hoarse voice, “Oh my God... Thank God you’re still alive. “Do you remember what day this is? This time, I’m not letting you die.” She acted as if she were possessed and screamed at me hysterically, “He’s a serial killer! We’ll all die if he comes today. Last time around, I was the only one left!” I believed her. I broke up with him and called the police to have him arrested. I let out a sigh of relief as I watched him get taken away, and my mother revealed a triumphant smile. She then said calmly, “That’s that.

I grabbed a nude purse from my closet placing my lipgloss, a peppermint, some cash, three bubble gum which I usually carry and I was done. I came out of the closet and I heard gasps coming from the people in the room. "Wow mommy you look beautiful". Emma was the first to speak. "Oh my world, Liz we did a great job making your momma look good. Anna said with her eyes wide. "Yes, we did. We make a great team don't you think?." Liz said doing the fist bump with her aunt. l looked at Damien. " Mom you look gorgeous, Alex doesn't even know what he's gotten himself into". He said proudly.

This is my responsibility and I'll handle it. "Mom," I say in a smooth calm tone. I try to wiggle my butt to the other side of the couch and make space between Vincent and me, but he stops me before I gain any ground. "I want you to be happy for me." Grandmas should be excited about having grandchildren, but my mom has had a year of surprises from her children. Her answering sigh is loud enough I catch it and my shoulders fall. "I am happy, Mackenzie, but it's a shock. I'm only fifty. That's too young to be a grandma."

She said, "But mom, I love dancing,why can't you support me for once?" Macey asked, in a sad tune like she was going to start crying any moment. "Looks Macey, I can't have a prostitute for a daughter, so is either you quit that job, and go on a date with this guy, or you just totally forget about me." She said, with finality.

“Mum that was a different party. A friend of Jean’s friend was having a birthday in the War pack so we went.” Brenda scoffed. “You need to stop all these nonsense, Kenzie. I can’t even believe you are one of the wolves the goddess said will save us all.” “Mum. That hurts”, she said with a sad expression. Brenda rolled her eyes and walked out but didn’t forget to call over her shoulder. “Clean that room for me.” Mackenzie groaned and stomped her foot on the ground. She walked out of the room shortly after her mother left and went to her dad’s study.

I whispered to them, curious about the fourth unfamiliar face. "New dance instructor, started about two months ago when Madam Moore retired." Abby said. She had retired? "Such a loss for the dance community," I muttered in disappointment. The woman had been among the best instructors I had ever been trained by. She was in her late fifties when I left, but good God, she had been tough for her age. "Don't worry, new face is probably not that bad." Jason commented,nudging my shoulder with his. "I actually hear the guy is a maestro on the dance floor," Christopher affirmed.

Zac just shakes his head frustratingly. The meal ends and a band appears playing music, there’s no first dance as such, I see my parents on the dance floor enjoying themselves and despite the fact they don’t come on land often they seem to be getting the hand of things as my dad twirls her around. I catch Maccario and Zada dancing together their eyes locked on each other as they dance together oblivious to anyone else in the room. Selena is dancing with some guy I hadn’t seen before as he spins her around. Lochlan and Maddock seem to have left already which make me a little sad I wanted to dance with the little chubby cheeked angel.

Mackenzie squeezes my face between her hands. "The world is going to destroy her," Amber says to Mackenzie and she nods in agreement "Well, I made 1,000 yesterday," Mackenzie pulls out a bunch of 100 dollar bills from her bra "Damn, stripping pays," Amber says as I straighten the money and count it properly "You made 1,100," I correct as I roll up the money sliding a rubber band off my wrist and around the money, and handing it back to Mackenzie "I did a private dance," Mackenzie says moving her hips in a circular motion as she smiles at us.

It was finalized a couple months ago but it didn’t sound like Trevor was handling it all that well. The back door opened and Mackenzie came walking inside with a cake box. Mackenzie was Linda’s oldest daughter and owned a home bakery. She was twenty-five years old and married to Patrick Weston, a local real estate agent in Wood Haven. They had an adorable two year old little boy named Easton. Easton Weston. I loved the kid's name as much as I did the small bundle of joy himself. “Mackenzie, does that cake need refrigerated?” Barb asked her before looking at me. “No peeking, young lady. You can’t see the cake until time to blow out the candles!”

Mackenzie Walking back into the crowded backyard, I searched for where my mother was. Once I found her, I made my way over to where she stood with daddy, Uncle Nate, Aunt Nicole, Aunt Ambar, and Uncle Kevin. I also saw Elena and Mason looking cozy, much to the displeasure of Uncle Kevin and Erik. “There’s my baby girl!” mom all but shouted as she pulled me into her arms in a bone-crushing hug. “Mom…” I wheezed. “..can’t breathe.” I patted her back as I started to go dizzy from the lack of oxygen.