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"You guys are doing so good!" I encouraged in a whisper-yell as we continued to dance. We were practicing in secret for tomorrow's competition. Whittier had us practicing at midnight since practicing during the day didn't seem like enough, which it somewhat wasn't but our team was pulling it off.
Whittier encourage everyone to repeat the routine once more, "Seven, eight. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight."
"Yeah!" Everybody cheered together before they all tried to celebrate rapidly being shushed by Monica and I.
"Shh, shh, shh!" Monica tried as we all started to quiet down.
I laughed to myself before whispering, "You guys, we can't let anybody know we're in here. But really, really good job."
Whittier nodded, "Yeah. I'm proud of everyone. Don't leave any of your stuff though."
A majority of the team left with the exception of Penelope and Francis. I turned to Whittier and Monica just as Monica decided to ask us, "Think we're ready?"
"I hope so..." I admitted with a small shrug.
Whittier tilted her head as she stared at the ground, "Well, no one fell tonight. I'm pretty happy about that."
The three of us laughed until Francis stopped us. "Um, Kelly, can I talk to you alone?"
Monica and Whittier shrugged before walking away towards Penelope who wanted to practice a specific step in the routine with them. "What's up?" I asked Francis who appeared frantic.
"Uh, I'm gonna level with you because I feel like I can trust you a lot more than others. I'm getting very nervous about tomorrow. Okay? And I'm thinking about violating myself tonight. It's an actor relaxation technique. What I need to know from you is what does Kelly think? Is that a bad idea, or..." Francis rambled as I looked at him weirdly. I shrugged the confusion off before placing a hand on his shoulder to hopefully help calm him down which seemed to have worked.
