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Chapter 49 (v.1)

Submitted: February 10, 2013

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**This will be the last chapter I upload for awhile. I'm finishing up the book now, with probably 4 or 5 chapters left at the most. I won't upload again until the book is finished, so I hope you enjoy these last two for awhile!!***

Chapter Forty-Nine

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

On Tuesday Jordyn had her doctor’s appointment, mandated by Zara after the big condom discovery from Friday night. So as soon school was out, she met Zara at the doctor’s office and they went inside.

School was out, and people were getting off of work this time of day, so Jordyn wasn’t surprised to see the waiting room pretty busy. She was relieved that her wait time wasn’t too long, and soon the nurse was leading her and Zara to the back.

First, Jordyn was getting a physical, and when the nurse began to explain what that entailed, Jordyn began to panic.

“The checkup isn’t so bad,” the nurse reassured her.

Soon after, the doctor came in, and the checkup, wasn’t, in fact, so bad, although, Jordyn wouldn’t want to do that every time she came to the doctor.

Once it was all over, and they’d discussed some of Jordyn’s personal history, they got to the topic they came for.

“So, Jordyn,” the doctor said. “You want to look into birth control, right?”

Jordyn nodded. “Uhm, well, yes.”

“Have you thought about anything? As you know, I’m sure, there are many different kinds. There’s the ring, the IUD, the pill.”

They spent some time going on various type of birth control, until finally, Jordyn and Zara decided it was best to start out on the pill. So the doctor gave her the prescription, and sent them both along their way.

The sky was getting dark by the time they’d walked out of the office. It wasn’t just from nightfall coming, either. Ever since daylight saving’s time had ended, Cedarwood had a different feel about it; colder, gloomier, darker. Especially when it rained. Today, though, it was sort of gloomy because of the crisp vibes Zara was sending off. She’d been looking extra pissed off all weekend and today was no different.

Before they split ways in the parking lot, Jordyn decided to break the ice. “Mom, please don’t be mad at me.”

Zara was pulling open the door to her Mercedes. She stopped and sighed. “Oh, Jordyn. I am not mad at you. I’m just a little disappointed, and, well, I guess this whole thing is hard for me to take in. You growing up, and all, I mean.”

“Yeah, it’s kind of weird on my side, too,” Jordyn chuckled. Zara smiled at that. “But if you don’t mind, I’d really like to talk to you about this stuff.”

Zara nodded. “Honey, there’s nothing I’d love more. I mean, this isn’t something I’m happy about, but I don’t want you to keep secrets from me, OK? Tell me things that are going on. I need to know. If there’s anything you want to talk about, you don’t have to be afraid. I won’t be mad, I promise.”

“You won’t be mad about, well, anything?” Jordyn asked.

“Anything. Always know that I am here for you whenever you need me, sweetheart.”

That was good to know. Now Jordyn knew she had plenty to tell her mother tonight. The big secret was out. She wasn’t a virgin anymore. She had slept with Cole. Now, she had an opportunity to confess to her mother how she felt about Philadelphia and dance.

She told her mother she would see her at home tonight, and they split up. Jordyn had dance tonight and all the girls were hanging at Alice’s until it was time to go.

“Don’t forget to tell your friends about dinner Saturday night after the performance,” Zara had called after her as she walked to her car.

Yes. Zara was planning this huge dinner thing for Jordyn after the show, and was inviting everyone. She’d rented the community center out and everything. Jordyn was humiliated at the amount of attention they were asking for, but so far, everyone was pretty excited about it.

“So you’re going to tell her tonight?” Alice asked later as they all sat in her living room trying to find something to watch on TV.

Jordyn nodded. “Yeah, I think I am. She seems to be in this good, sharing mood, and I think it might go well tonight.”

Jordyn had told her friends already about her mother finding the condoms Friday night. She’d also told them about her doctor’s appointment today and getting on the pill.

“Oh, and you guys and your families are invited to a big dinner at the Cedarwood Community Center after my performance Saturday night,” Jordyn added with a grumble.

“You don’t sound too happy,” Alice told her.

“Well, it’s sort of a celebration, and after I tell my mom I don’t want to go to Philadelphia and that I don’t want to make a career out of dance, then the word celebration is going to be used very loosely.”

“I wouldn’t worry about it,” Erin said. “Your mom didn’t kill you over the condoms. She’ll take this much better.”

Jordyn raised her eyebrows. “You haven’t met my mom, have you?”

“I still think it’ll go better than you think,” Erin said. “And I’m excited about the big show, and the big dinner.” She smiled.

Jordyn chuckled. “Yeah, well, we’ll see about that. Once I get passed breaking this news to my mom, I’ll let you guys know.”


After dance, Jordyn went straight home, happy her mother wasn’t making her rehearse tonight. She hadn’t been home for dinner, so while her mother was sitting at the table on her laptop, going over some numbers for the new Pittsburgh restaurant, Jordyn heated up some leftovers and sat across from Zara.

“So, thanks for taking me today, mom.” Jordyn figured that was the best opener.

Zara peeked over the top of her computer. “Well, you’re welcome. I don’t want you to think, now, that just because you’re on the pill, that’s an open ticket for you and Cole to go, well, you know.”

Jordyn nodded. “I know it’s not.”

“And we’re going to go over plenty of rules later,” Zara continued.

Jordyn raised her eyebrows. “Rules?”

“Yes. Open bedroom doors, no being home alone. Things like that.”

“I thought those were already rules?”

“Well, now they’re being enforced with an iron fist. I won’t have you getting pregnant.”

Jordyn picked up her glass of water, taking a drink. “I won’t get pregnant. I’m on the pill remember.” Zara shot her a warning glance, and Jordyn held her hands up in surrender. “Kidding.”


Zara was in a good mood, Jordyn could tell. Now was as good of a time as any to bring up the Philadelphia thing to her mother. The longer she stalled, the harder it would be. The competition was getting closer and closer, and so was that audition.

“Hey, mom.”

Zara looked up again, closing her laptop this time. “I see I won’t be finishing this right now.” She smiled. “What’s up, honey.”

“Well, I’ve been thinking about the competition and the audition and everything,” Jordyn started. “And, well, I was thinking, what if I don’t get into the Philadelphia Dance Center?”

“Oh, honey, don’t think like that. I’m sure you’ll get in.”

“I know, but what if I don’t. What if I don’t get in, and I’m stuck here at Cedarwood.”

“Then, I don’t know, Jordyn. I’m not sure what you’re trying to ask me, honey. Are you nervous about the audition?”

Jordyn shook her head. “No.”

“Then, I’m not sure what’s going on.”

“I sort of don’t want to go to Philadelphia, mom.”

“Oh. I see. Is it, the living away from home, or what is it?”

“It’s dancing, mom. I don’t want to dance 24/7. I don’t want to dance as a career. I want to just be sixteen. I want to go out with my friends, and I want to worry about normal teenage things like my friends, my boyfriend, and homework.”

Jordyn sighed, sitting back in her chair. There. She’d said it. It was out. And after a few moments, Zara still hadn’t said anything.

“Mom?” Jordyn asked. “Are you OK?”

“I’m fine,” Zara sighed. “I guess I knew all along. You just aren’t as enthusiastic as you used to be. You’re just so talented, Jordyn. You could really go so far in dance.” She sat back and took a deep breath. “But if dancing isn’t what you want then I’ll support you all the way. Whatever you want to do.”

“I love to dance,” Jordyn assured her. “And I don’t want to quit completely. I just want dance to be a part of my life, and not my whole life.”

Zara finally smiled. “I understand. I guess I was just so wrapped up in you going all the way, I didn’t realize you weren’t as happy as you used to be. How long have you felt this way?”

Jordyn shrugged. “Awhile, I guess. I think that’s why I like Miss Maggie so much. There’s no pressure to be perfect there. I still get to dance, but I can live my life my way at the same time, too.”

“Why haven’t you told me this before, Jordyn?” Zara asked.

“You loved dancing. And you were so happy when I danced. I just didn’t want to disappoint you. When we came to Cedarwood, I was actually sort of relieved that I wouldn’t be stuck dancing all the time anymore. And then you and Miss Victoria threw this Philadelphia thing on me and it was like I just had to tell you I couldn’t do it.”

“Then you don’t have to.”

Jordyn smiled. “Really? I don’t?”

Zara shook her head. “Jordyn, you’re my only daughter. Do you really think I’d send you five hours away, just so you can be miserable all the time to make me happy? Honey, when you’re a parent, you’ll understand. Whatever makes you happy, I’ll do my best to make it happen for you.”

Jordyn stood up and walked around the table, hugging her mother. “Thank you, mom. I love you.”

“Aw, I love you, too, Jordyn.”

Jordyn pulled away. “Now, just one problem.”

“What’s that?”

“Who’s gonna tell Miss Victoria?”


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