Love Gracie

Chapter Two

Is it possible for a day to feel like 3 days, as today had honestly felt sooo long! I still felt so silly and stupid on how I reacted to my audition it's hard to explain the emotions I felt but I can only say that I felt pathetic after and I wanted to curl up into a tight ball and hide away. quickly. Because it was our first stage in the dance curriculum mrs woods said that she would try and get us another audition as it wasn't fair on Becky or Skyla. I have no idea when that will be though but I know one thing for sure I can not I repeat can not mess up then.
It was finally lunch time I could eat some food. All I wanted was to replace the nerves with food. I sat down on the wooden inexpensive benches the school provides which the wood chips give you splinters. pealing my orange I had packed I looked up to the sky it was clear blue no clouds in view. do you ever just think to your self what life would be like looking down on the Earth? Sighing to my self of my wandering mind. there was a few year 7 and 8s playing around me.I heard from a distance a large group of girls and boys they looked around my year. well I guess at school it's hard to judge if they are in your year they all look older than they are. not making it obvious that I was intrigued by who was coming past me I looked the other way. I like people watching as you probably guessed. feeling the uncomfortable feeling of the selfish big headed bitches walk by not knowing if they are taking the mic out of you or messing around. I noticed at the back there was two lads slowly catching up with their group the one closer to me looked up as he walked by smiling timidly at me smiled looking down no one ever a knowledges me. His mystery appearance washed over me. I don't recall ever seeing this boy before but he definitely seemed different to the other twisted boys in my year. I'm never that type of girl which falls in love at every single boy she looks at. but on the other hand boy bands and singers just get to my heart. I guess I love obsessing over boy bands and singers is because I know it's a fantasy so I can forever dream about It and never get hurt by them.

Lunch time had passed and I had a normal dance lesson. I walked over to the dance studio very solemnly at the fact I knew they would give me looks. I wish they understood the amount of stress I had with it all. but they don't understand me at all. I don't even have a friend I can spill my stress to either. I swung open the heavy blue door to the changing rooms the rusty female picture on the front slowly coming of every time someone walked through the door. The amount of whispering and eyes watching my every move as I place my bag in the corner waiting for Hannah. I felt I couldn't move because I would get laughed at. I got change back into my dance kit for normal lessons like these it's just black leggings and then for our year light pink tops kinda of baggy but not stupid looking and they reached our bum it had our name personalised on the back with the choise of number. I picked 21 as mine. slipping my shoes on and trying to ignore the devilled looked I was getting. but it soon came to my attention that Hannah was standing on the other side changed and ready laughing with the other girls at me. I don't see her as my close friend but she is the only one who spoke to me well I thought any way. I slowly let out a feeling of lonlyness and hung my head in shame. walking back out side to the fresh air I saw a group about five lads walking in my direction. you could say I don't have good social skills so I always get nervous around people. as they closer I realised it was the boy who smiled at me earlier at lunch. my hands got all clammy at the thought he would see me by my self again. Then ithought this boy who only smiled at me is making me all clammy I only get clammy hands when about to dance I thought .by the time I had stopped swimming in my own ridiculous thoughts his group were walking past as he noticed me and I saw his head lift up he mouthed hello again and I laughed and looked the other way instantly. not knowing what I should of done I felt even more embarrassed.

For this lesson we have a teacher called miss Spoof She was alright I guess a bit in your face if you know what I mean. I knew my face was redder than normal but then I again I'm always red in the face. I placed my self on the hard wooden floor sorting out my ballet shoes I find it easier dancing in these what ever the style of dance it helps with pointing my toes which I need to practice. Group by group they filled in and glanced over at me going over my point routine.

"Girls girls, so most of you got through your exam well done a few more still have todo it" she looked over at me in disgust " and hopefully with out the petty mistakes miss Jackson" I lurked in a pool of shame.I felt I was in a zoo and the visitors were the other dancers coming to see me. but that was just another day at school, me being judged.