Let Go Chapter 1 - The Meeting
I pushed the button and patiently waited for the elevator to come. I was only going to the third floor from the second but my knee was killing me. I had just got done with an 18 hour dance practice and I was dying. It was noon and I was ready to sleep for 3 days. The elevator dropped me of on the third floor and I was automatically overtaken by the heat. The dance studio I was in was huge. Might have well been a school. It was 3 story's tall with 15 large dance rooms, a full scale stage (to practice for competitions), and about 100 dressing rooms that were each decently sized. All the dressing rooms were on the third floor wail the stage and 2 dance practice rooms were in the main floor and the rest of the practice rooms located on the second floor. They always kept the third floor at 80 degrees witch feely good before you danced but after, when u were already hot and sweaty, you felt like you were dying.
I quickly made my way to my dressing room. I couldn’t wait to get home and sleep. I reached my door and took off my lanyard so I could use the key. I quickly unlocked the door, walk in, and closed the door behind me. I looked around the room. It wasn’t much but for the past 2 years it was practically my home. In the right back corner was a shower next to it was a vanity table with makeup lying all over. Along the left side of the wall what's the rolling racks of clothes in to and dance costumes. Along the right was a small black couch with a blanket and pillow (from where I had slept earlier that day when I had a 2 hour break), a full length mirror, and a cupboard. I opened the big black metal cupboard it was about 5 feet wide and 3 feet deep. I open the cupboard, inside the cupboard was split into 2 sides. On the right side was my kitchen, it was a equipped with a microwave and a mini fridge that was full of water and Gatorade. It also had four shelves to be packed with many kinds of fruit and protein bars. On the left side there were 3 drawers in 3 shelves. To drawers consisted of more makeup hair accessories and jewelry. On the shelves for many things, athletic tape, pre wrap, notebooks, text books, a laptop, and towels.
I grab a towel and my laptop and close the cupboards I headed over to the couch sat down taking the SD card out of the camera that I was holding. I put the SD card into the laptop. I always recorded my practice is so that I could see how is improving (that’s what was on the SD card). I put the SD card into the laptop. I was debating with myself on if I should take a shower; if I didn't look too bad then I could wait till I got home and slept a little. I looked at myself in the full length mirror. My skin that was usually tan was caked in sweat and dust (in one of my dances we have to roll on the floor a lot. My brown hair that use to be in a bun on the top of my head now laying all over my face. I looked at my body; my legs are long and muscular legs stuck down out of my spandex. My arms were also muscular, and my abs was showing from under my purple sports bra. My boobs are medium sized and my but is round and firm. My plump lips were dark pink and my hazel eyes, that look almost green, stayed back at me from under thick black lashes. I didn't think I was very good looking but I didn't think I was ugly, I thought I was just average. I had a few boyfriends throughout the years, and I'm always called drop dead gorgeous but I never believe them. I decided I should probably take a shower.
I just finished washing out the conditioner for my hair when I heard my phone go off. I quickly got a shower and wrapped a towel my body and walk to my phone. It was Stan. Why was Stan calling me! It was a Saturday and I never work on the weekends so why is my boss calling? "Hello?" I answered. "How was practice" the elderly mad asked me. "Stan you know I love you but what do you want" I asked impatiently. "Well someone's in a mood. Did you catch the game last night?" "Stan I swear to god! If you don’t get to the point soon I will hang up!” I yelled starting to dry my hair. "Fine. You don’t need to give me attitude. A group came in and asked to sit in the student section. I told them that I would try to get someone in. I called you because I know you could use the extra money." I stood still. He was asking me to work on a weekend? Stan owned a very famous restaurant in downtown London. On the weekends he closed down and only serve famous people. Usually only he and his 4 teenage boys worked on the weekends. Now he was asking me to come serve someone. “Cecilia, are you still there.” “Yes!” I said almost screaming, “Im still on campuses and have to get dressed. Tell them I'll be there in 10 to 15 minutes.” And with that I hung up.
I quickly dried my hair and pulled on an outfit I had laid on the couch before I got in the shower. I went to the cupboard and put the camera back in, while grabbing a backpack that was sitting on the floor. I put my laptop, a notebook, pencil, math textbook, pre wrap, athletic tape, and water and some food in my bag. I ran to my vanity, and put on a small bit of makeup. I also grabbed some jewelry. I struggled to put my boots on as I walked out the door, locking it behind me. I hurried to the elevator. Once I was in I tied my boots and put on my jewelry. I finally got a cab and told him the address as I did my hair. I impatiently taped my foot. I went to school at London School of Talent. The campus was located on the outside of the downtown and would take about 7 minutes to get to work. I quickly overlooked my outfit to see if it looked good enough to see someone famous (I was wearing this, http://www.polyvore.com/wave/set?id=67684112).
I finally got to the restaurant; I paid the man and ran inside. On my way in I grabbed my notepad to write down the orders. I looked around to find the group. They were in the corner booth in the back. I quickly walked over to them as I threw my backpack into the booth next to them. I took two more steps and tripped, face planting right in front of there table. The group busted into lighter as I looked up to see One Direction.
Notes Sorry for any errors. Please coment what you think. Im writing chapter 2 now.
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