Being accepted into one of the most prestigious camps in the world is the dream of every young person who wants to pursue a dream and career in art, dance, music and acting.
Thousands of applications are brought in from all over the world but only...
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I walked towards the dance studio with my gym bag around my neck. Immediately I walked through the doors Mr. Stewart gasped. "You...you are here before William" he stuttered in complete shock.
I rolled my eyes at him, "This isn't the first time." "Yeah, but the first time wasn't important. This, this is news." I looked at him with fake hurt plastered all over my face. "You know I'm telling the truth." I smiled and set my bag on the ground. I placed my earpiece in my ear, leaned on the floor and closed my eyes.
A few minutes later my earpiece was yanked from my ears. "OUCH!!!! What is wrong with you?," I yelled at him rubbing by ear. "I was trying to call you," he said in a sweet voice. "Call me?! Call me? I don't know, you could have tapped me like a normal person would have done."
He rubs his chin in thought. "I'm not normal." "Obviously," I said undertone. "I'm EXTRAORDINARY!!," he screamed in my ear. "You are an as..," I was cut off my Mr. Stewart clapping.
"Are you two done fighting like an old couple?" I scrunch my face in disgust. "She wishes." I turned to him. "I don't want." "Like you will get it you did." "But i don't."
"Will you two SHUT UP!! You both always find a way to turn everything into an argument," Mr. Stewart said in frustration. "He started it." "She started it." We muttered at the same time.
"I don't care who started it. You are both ending it now apologise to each other. Now!" I pout and turned to William. "I'msorry," I whispered very fast. "Emily, I didn't hear. And please say it slower." I groaned, "I. am. sorry." "Good. Now William."
He just stared at me inhaling and exhaling. "William, what are you doing?," Mr. Stewart asked. "I'm trying to preserve this moment for as long as I can. Who knows the next time she might ever apologise? This is one of those once in the life time experiences. I just witnessed history," He responded with his hand on his chest.
"I apologise when I do something wrong," I defended myself. "No you don't." "Mr. Stewart!!," I called out. "William, just apologise so we can move on."
He sighed, "Fine. I'm sorry-" "Okay-" "that she's very annoying." "William!" He rose his hands up to surrender. I took my chance to elbow his abdomen. "Emily!" "He deserved it," I whined. "No I didn't." "Yes you did." "No I didn't." "Yes you did" "No I d-"
"YOU TWO SHOULD JUST SHUT UP!!!!!," Mr. Stewart screamed. We both turned to see him staring at us with a red face. You could literally see the steam coming out of his ears. It took every single ounce of self control I had not to burst out laughing. "We have been here for over fifteen minutes and all you have both done is argue. I. Have. Had. Enough."
"Mr. Stewart," I started. "No! No," he stopped me. "I have had enough. Today it's two hours." My eyes wided in fear. "Noo!" "Yes and the next fight you both have makes it three."
I placed my earpiece back in my bag and turned to him. "Great, let's get started. In two days there will be a little performance. Everyone will gather in dance studio. For both dance and music. You two are going to be performing. Singles, duet and group. I'm sure when you get to your other lessons you'll be told more about them. I want you two to be the best. I want you to put your personal distaste for eachother aside. "
