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I watched Justin as he rehearsed for his show. Beads of sweat clung to his neck and forehead. Finally after an hour and forty five minutes of practicing the same dance routine over and over again the coegrapher finally called a 10 minute break. All the dancers came running off the stage to get a drink of water, hang out and catch their breath before they had to go back on. Justin continued to dance as Nick would stop him at the same move and make him start over. Justin face was pale and looked drained out, he looked like a zombie. I walked over to Nick and tapped his shoulder.
"Hey, I think Justin needs a break." I said looking up a Justin who was still dancing.
"He's fine." Nick assured me.
"No he's not he's dehydrated. I mean look at him! He's pale as a ghost and looks like he's going to pass out." I argued as Justin continued to dance starting over ever time he messed up.
"Alieen he's fine, ok? Now please leave so Justin can concentrate. " Nick said shoving me to the side. I knew that Justin was in need of water and a break. He looked in pain, his face kept getting paler. I ran onto the stage pushing past some of the backup dancers standing on the stairs talking.
"Justin babe, you know you can take a break and get some water."
"No Alieen I can't until I get this perfect. I have a show tonight. The fans are counting on it to be perfect." Justin said his voice weak and soft.
"Well I think they'd rather have it not be perfect then to see you dehydrated and passing out on them." I said trying to get him to take the 10 minutes he needs to drink water and relax. "I'll just bring you the water." I said running off the stage and grabbing a bottle out of the cooler. I handed it to Justin who drank half of it in one sip. He handed me back the water and continued to dance.
"Breaks over." Nick called as the dancers came running back to the stage. They got in their positions. I watched as Justin swayed back and forth looking like he might faint.
"STOP!" I yelled and everyone looked at me. "Justin needs a break."
"Alieen get away. This is our last day to practice and we are down to 8 hours before the show." Nick argued pointing to the back of the room were the clock on the wall ticked.
"Well if you had just given him the 10 minutes you gave everyone else. Losing time wouldn't have been the issue. But instead you insisted Justin kept dancing. Nick he's going to faint, I can't even imagine how sick he feels right now. So you can stop trying to push me away. Because if Justin gets sick there is no show, but if you lose 20 minutes it's not such a big deal. So shut up and let him have a freaking break." I said letting a big breath out. Nicks face turned red from anger, he walked up to me and shoved me back.
"I want you out! You are ruining Justins chance of putting himself back out in the music industry. You are suppose to sit here and support him not drag him down." Nick yelled in my face, his breath smelling like onion bagels. I stood there not really sure what to do, I looked up at Justin who was dancing. All the other dancers were starring right back at me. Nick grabbed my arm and started walking out of the room dragging me behind him.
"Nick stop." Justin called out, his voice was weak and tried.
"You know she's right. We would be on track if you had given me a break. I really do want this to be perfect but I also need time to think it over and relax. You have lost more time then the 10 minutes of break. So I'm going to sit out for 10 minutes and relax while everyone else practices." Justin said walking off stage and grabbing my arm away from Nick. He leaned on me as we walked back stage.
"I'm a tired." Justin said as he laid his head on my knees as we sat on the couch.
"I know you are. You've been working on that dance all day." I said leaning down and kissing Justins lips. After the break Justin looked more refreshed and danced his heart out. At the show Justin was amazing and the dance routine was the best dance I'd ever seen. Nick and I eventually made up...I think.
