~Chapter 4~

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When I woke up the following morning, Kent was sound asleep. My mind was still troubling me. Journey had said that we had Studio A at The Playground to work in while we were here. Dancing and singing always seemed to help me. I slid on my cobalt blue tights, matching sports bra and oversized t-shirt. Quietly leaving my room, I left the hotel for The Playground. There was a coffee shop around the corner from the studio, so I went there first to grab something to eat and an iced coffee.

Walking into the studio, I turned everything on. Taking my shoes and socks off, I put powder on my feet like Journey taught me. Journey had been teaching me a lot. Being reintroduced to dance, even at my age, reinvigorated my love for it. A lot of it came back so easily. I've already lost fifteen pounds. Getting into the floor, I stretched out my muscles. When I felt like I was loose enough, I went back over to my phone and just hit shuffle on my favorites folder.

I slid the head microphone on and turned on as Beast Within started playing. Brady had taught how to lower the main vocal, so I did that to lower Maria's vocals. I began singing the song as I walked around the room until I made it to the pole. I sang the song as I danced around the pole. None of these people knew I could sing or growl/scream.

When the song finished, "Holy hell, Krystyn!"

I jumped and turned around to see Journey and Travis standing there.

"Shit, you scared me."

"You can sing and scream?!"

I made a hand motion at them and a slight smile; "Surprise."

Comanche started.

"Put your stuff down and come, Journey."

"Pause it and let me stretch."

I heard my phone go off as I walked over to it.

Where are you baby?

I'm at the studio with Journey. I'm ok. You can come if you want.

OK. Be there soon. Love you.

Journey got stretched out good enough. Travis went and sat down against the mirrored wall in front of us.

"Let me see it, ladies."

"You gonna sing it this time," she asked me.

"I will if you want me to."

"If you can, hell yeah, I want you to."

"Alright."

I hit the play button. The was a battle dance. It was pretty simple. All we did was dance side-by-side.

I feel the pressure is building in me
My stomach's sick, it's getting harder to breathe
I hear the screaming, I feel the disease
There's blood in the air, and there is death on the breeze

It was mainly strong arm movement.

Will you come with me?
Will you stand with me?
Would you follow me?
Would you believe with me?
Tell me you'll bleed with me
Tell me you'll die with me
Come on, come on
Let me hear your war cry
Come on, get up
Let me hear your war cry
Yell it out, do or die
Let me hear your war cry

I glanced over at her and she was smiling at me. We started the leg work.

We wanted peace but you brought this war
We took enough and we can't take any more
With our fists in the air, we'll burn it all to the ground
We will tear your fucking empire down

Will you come with me?
Will you stand with me?
Would you follow me?
Would you believe with me?
Tell me you'll bleed with me
Tell me you'll die with me

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