"so don't make me hate you, i won't hesitate to
spit you out like old chewing gum, i love chewing gum." -poppy
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shy melodie frost never wanted anything to do with her town's game panic, but with senior year ending and her feeling stuck with her dru...
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melodie popped open her ballet locker pulling out a gray duffle bag from inside. her gray leotard and black skirt wrinkled from sitting in the bag from too long.
melodie hadn't come out to dance for a few weeks, not being able to because of the end of school and work. before melodie's mother had died she got her into dance. it was something she loved and wanted to pass onto her daughter, but ever since melodie's attack in the small studio she found herself hating it.
everytime she slipped on her pointe shoes she remembered not being able to get away. she saw herself tripping like a newborn deer while the man stood over her. stood over her and smiled at the fact that she was too weak to get away from his vicious clutches.
she shook off the thoughts of freshman year and began wrapping the ribbons up her legs.
as she walked into the actual studio she examined the wall of mirrors. more specifically the still cracked one from when she fell into it three years ago.
melodie set up her music and began to stretch on the barres. lifting her leg up and resting it while stretching her arm to touch her toes. after a while she was ready.
she stood in the middle of the room, trying to feel out the songs rhythm and mood. it was fast and violins. once melodie figured out what she wanted to do, she began to dance.
quick twirls and bringing her leg above her head. she was beginning to let loose and just feel everything. not be structured. until she heard the door open.
small children began to run into the room as she wiped her hand across her sweaty forehead. she quickly began grabbing her things before anyone could say anything to her. melodie was not in the mood to have people talking to her.
when she looked to her phone she realized how long she'd truly been there. it had been hours of her either staring into space or dancing.
she changed back into her shorts but kept the sweater off and just stuck with the white shirt she'd been wearing underneath.
the next challenge was at a farm and obviously melodie was scared, it could be anything, but part of her was excited. she liked the rush and that's what scared her even more. the idea that it would get her heart racing and her body shaking sounded incredible to her.
she quickly rushed through the back door and around to the front of the building. ray wasn't there so she began walking to the farm.
she had been walking for a while before a red truck with two boys starting driving next to her.
"get into car melodie, we've got places to be," ray called to her.
melodie looked over and saw that the other boy was no one other than tyler. this made her roll her eyes. melodie didn't hate tyler, just really really disliked him. knowing she had no other choice though, she opened the truck door and slide in. letting the two boys talk as they drove to panic's second round.
