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> Guys I swear if Manatreed is not at least someone from the dream team I think I might end it all.
"Good job Ella, Nice getting onto your box." The instructor says over the music.
Today was Ella's first day back en pointe and it was going better than she expected. Of course it took a toll on her feet, hurting a lot more than she remembered.
"Okay, great job everyone. Take a short break, get some water and get ready for a turning combination" The same loud voice yells.
As Ella makes her way to where her bag is, she takes a look at Talia.
"She's annoyingly good." Connor says to Ella's right.
"Yeah, you're right. And she's slowly becoming one of the favorites which is even more annoying. I hate it but it's nice seeing her grow as a dancer." Ella says while reaching down for her water bottle. "I just can't help but keep comparing myself to her." She continues.
"Ella, you're a great dancer. There's literally no reason for you to be doing any of that." He says while watching Ella drink her water.
"Thank you, Connor. I appreciate it a lot." She says while handing him her bottle.
"Any time. Now get up and kill this next combination."
The class gathers around their instructor as he demonstrates the next set of moves they were doing.
"Then a double from fifth ending in fourth, and then a triple into sixteen fouttes." He says for the third time. "Split into three even groups and get ready."
Ella joins some random classmates to make the second group. They all watch the first group, readying themselves. Ella's eyes hyper focused on Talia.
Ella starts off strong, getting into the feel of things, really feeling like her mind and body are in sync. Everything felt like slow motion. The moves just flowing through her body like water. But then she felt it, the throbbing pain in her ankle. She bails on the last turn and walks off to the barre, making sure not to bump into anyone else still turning.
"Hey, is everything alright?" A voice asks Ella as she sits down.
Ella looks up and sees Talia standing tall before her. "Not really." She responds with a sour tone. Ella watches as the girl sits beside her.
"I've been wanting to tell you how much I respect you as a dancer. Not only did you just recover from an injury, but you were able to get back up and keep dancing. I don't think I would've been able to do that." She says while fidgeting with her leg warmers.
Ella looks at her, visibly shocked. "Talia, thank you. That really means a lot hearing that especially from you."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Talia asks with genuine curiosity.
"You're literally one of the best dancers I've ever met. Like really. You've got some real talent." Ella says while taking off her pointe shoes.
"Thank you Ella." She says with a smile.
"Wassup brotha from another motha." Karl says while opening the door to his house.
"No. Try that again." Ella says, shutting the door in front of her.
"What was wrong with that? I thought it was pretty clever." He says while opening the door once again.
"Never do that again. That was too cringey, even for you." Ella walks into the house and immediately goes to the couch. "How was your stream?" She asks while taking off her sweater.
"Alright. I forgot I was supposed to stream yesterday so I felt real bad." Karl takes a seat next to Ella and leans on her shoulder.
"My scrunchie. I was looking for that earlier." She said after taking his hand in hers.
"Oh. My bad. I didn't mean to take it with me." Karl pats his hips in search of something. "Shoot, forgot my phone in my office. I'll be right back." He stands up but before leaving, hands Ella the remote. "Put on anything you want."
Now in his office, Karl hears his phone going off on his desk. He picks up his phone, expecting just the normal notifications but is surprised by a bunch of texts from his friends who would normally just message him through discord.
"What's goin on?" He asks himself out loud.
Clay:
Karl, you're in some deep shit
check twitter right now
Nickypoo 🥰:
Karl has a girlfriend :0
dam bru bros before hoes cmon
Alex Quackity 🦞:
Karl how could you not tell your best friend that you're getting the pussy? I'm hurt.
"Oh no. How'd they find out." Karl frantically opens twitter while walking out to the living room. "Um Ella, we kinda have a problem." He says with a nervous laugh.
"What wrong?" She asks clueless of what's going on.
"Well fans noticed the scrunchie on my wrist during today's stream. They're all assuming I'm seeing someone. Are you comfortable with me telling them the truth? It's totally okay if you're not. Just tell me." He says sincerely.
"Oh so we're a thing?" Ella asks playfully with a smirk.
"Seriously El?" Karl pouts with an obvious blush washing over his face.
"Well, someone never asked me out." Still teasing, she shrugs her shoulders and turns away from him.
"Okay then. El, would you be my girlfriend?" He asks while holding her hands.
"Hm. I'll think about it." Ella smiles and looks at the pouting boy. "Oh I'm just kidding. Of course I will." She says, tackling him with kisses all over his face.
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> Poppi Speaks!
stop so earlier in the school year my french teacher quit so i've been having basically a free block for french for a good 3 months but i found out today that my school hired a new one i'm going to unalive myself rn.
I HTSTE IT HERE SO MUCH ITS SOFSFJSLKJ:SLDFJ:SLDKFJ:SLKDFJSL
sorry.
this was written 1/27/22 - 2 day before the Manatreed stream. Lets see if we're all clowns or not LMFAO
