Dance

A Terrible Day

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It was my first day of official practice for the production and the first thing Chance announced was that we would not be dancing today. Great. The sarcasm in my brain is so strong right now. I was so excited at school today that I could hardly even sit - and we weren't even going to dance today. Oh well, I guess, good things come to those who wait, right? Isn't that what they say?

I moped around the studio while Reece laughed at me, hiding her face in Scott's shoulders. What a jerk she was. I tried cutting her some slack considering she actually wasn't doing anything wrong - I was just grumpy - but it's kind of hard. Instead of being a good person, I decided on the easier route of just glaring at her. She just stuck her tongue out at me. That was the thing about Reece - she hardly ever got upset over others bad moods. The one time I can remember seeing her truly angry in the three months I've been here was when Scott gripped about how long it took her to get ready for a date, and then he forgot to tell her how nice she looked. Reece was pissed for a week. I was mad at Scott in the beginning, but then he came to school looking like crap - it was pretty obvious he hadn't slept and had been crying. I felt really bad for the guy. He doesn't forget anymore.

"Anna, Brice, can I see you for a moment?" Chance called from across the room. I looked over at Brice, who raised an eyebrow at me before we walked side by side to where Chance was standing. "Hey," Brice greeted our director, "What's up?" Chance motioned for us to follow him back into Danni's office and shut the door behind us. I was getting kind of worried, did he decide that I wasn't good for the role? Did he want someone with more dancing experience? My mind was racing a mile a minute. My palms grew sweaty and I could feel my hands start to shake slightly, accidentally bumping into Brice's arm. His hand grabbed mine - immediately ceasing my small jitter. He squeezed tightly as if saying 'calm down' before letting go again. Chance looked at us both before explaining why he pulled us in here, "We all know that both of your strong points is dancing, which is why we aren't dancing today. I've watched you both - and you have a good connection and natural easy chemistry so I can only imagine your dancing will be incredible." His comment about Brice and I having chemistry made me blush vigorously. I glanced sideways at Brice to see that he also had a slight tinge of pink in his cheeks too. I let out a breath.

"Brice, your weaker point is acting, and Anna I haven't seen you do anything besides dance yet, so today we will be running lines," Chance explained, making me silently sigh in relief that it wasn't me. "I don't want you guys around the others, though," Chance continued, "So I need you guys to go to studio two while I run through lines with the rest of the group in studio one." I nodded my head in understanding, my breath hitching at the thought of being in a room alone with Brice. We really haven't talked since the night at the park - I was nervous to say the least. I've never opened up to someone that quickly and it scared me that I trusted him so much already and I didn't even know why.

I could hear Brice asking what lines he wanted us to review, and Chance instructed that we start from the beginning and go as far as we can with it sounding decent. In my own little world, I followed Brice out of the small office and down the hall to studio two. I knew that I was now alone in the studio with Brice, but I couldn't snap out of my daze. Why is Brice so captivating? Why do I trust him so much already? I think it is because he is such a great guy, and maybe he just earns others trust quickly.

I was pondering this when someone snapped their fingers in front of my face and I jumped, shaking out of my daze to see Brice staring at me, confused. "You okay," he asked, "You were staring at me for quite a while and wouldn't answer." Heat rushed to my cheeks and I looked down to the ground. "Crap I'm sorry." I apologized, only blushing more. After a few seconds, I looked up at Brice who was wearing a goofy smile. "What?" I asked, touching my face to see if something was on it. He let out a low, gruff laugh and shook his head. "Nothing," Brice said, still wearing that smile, "It's just - it's nothing. Don't apologize, it's perfectly fine." I nodded, still blushing and trying to will it away with everything I had. In order to distract myself, I grabbed a copy of the lines from his hand.