Read Online JULIA JONES - My Worst Day Ever! - Book 1: aged 9 - 12 by Katrina Kahler - Free Book Online

the big night had finally arrived and girls in tutus, leotards
and a variety of different costumes were lining up to get their make-up and
hair done. I thought fleetingly about the head pieces for the younger girls and
looked with concern at the clock on the wall, hoping that my mom would soon arrive.
    “Millie,” I called, when I spotted her and
the other girls from our dance group assisting each other with applying mascara
and lipstick. “Can you please help me find my bag? I’m sure I left it in here
this morning after getting changed, but I can’t see it anywhere.”
    “Julia! I was wondering where you were and look
at you! You’re not even dressed yet. You need to hurry!” Millie’s worried look
made me feel even more anxious.
    There were bags and costumes and props
scattered all over the place, it was no wonder I couldn’t see my bag but after
a few minutes of searching, Millie finally handed it to me, “Here it is! I
found it hidden under a pile of gear in that corner over there.”
    Frowning, I answered, “I could have sworn I
left it over by the door.”
    Millie shook her head and said, “Everything
is such a mess in here. I’m surprised I found it at all!”
    Casting my confusion aside, I quickly
rifled through my bag, looking for the hip hop outfit that I had carefully
folded and placed in there the night before, along with my shoes and
accessories. But to my horror, it quickly became obvious that the outfit was
missing.
    Pulling everything out, I threw each item
singly onto the floor, desperately hoping that the clothes I needed were hidden
amongst my other bits and pieces. At the bottom of my bag, were my shoes and
the long socks that we had all planned to wear, but there was no sign of the
outfit I was looking for.
    “NO!!!” I cried out.
    “What’s wrong, Julia?” Jackie had heard my
distressed call and came over to see what the problem was.
    “My clothes aren’t in here! But I’m sure I
packed them last night!” I flopped down on the floor, tears springing from my
eyes. The day I had looked forward to for so long had gone from bad to worse.
And I wondered how everything could have gone so terribly wrong.

    “Fifteen minutes till show time, girls!” Mrs.
Jackson was calling out. “I will need to start getting you lined up in your
groups, so quickly finish getting ready.
    I looked towards Millie and Jackie in
despair. “What am I going to do?” I wailed.
    “Julia Jones, aren’t you even dressed yet?”
Mrs. Jackson was looking at me with an expression of incredulity on her face.
“Hurry up! There’s no time to waste!” Shaking her head, she turned her
attention to some younger girls who were trying to pin their hair back.
    “Aren’t these girls supposed to be wearing
head pieces?” she asked no one in particular.
    I didn’t respond to that, thinking that I
had much more important things to worry about than the girls’ hair. How on
earth was I going to be able to go on stage without my costume?
    “What’s wrong, Julia?” Sara’s voice rang in
my ears. “You’re still not dressed! Have you decided not to perform?”
    I was sure that her tone was full of
sarcasm but as I turned to face her, I couldn’t help but notice how pretty she
looked. Her glowing blonde hair was slicked back into a high pony tail and the
bright red lipstick adorning her lips, set off her olive complexion
beautifully. She looked so good in the outfit that had been designed for us
all, and I felt overwhelmed with disappointment at the thought of not being
able to take part.
    “Julia, you can wear this!” the unexpected sight
of the familiar shimmering blue fabric in Millie’s hands was the answer to my
prayers.
    “Oh, Millie! Where did you find it?” I
asked, barely daring to breathe.
    “This one belongs to Annie Thompson. When
she broke her leg, she returned it to Miss Sheldon and I spotted it in the
cupboard in her office when I went looking for towels this morning.”
    “Oh, my gosh,