Bad Dance

Chapter 3 : Good and bad days

Hazel pov

The lessons for today are over. I already have alot of the dance is finished.

I just need to line it up into the dance.

I decide to pratice after diner. I ate pizza with Grace and Madison.

Pizza peperoni ofcourse its the best after all.

Its currently 7pm but that mean the dance rooms are still open.

I am finally done. No one is here really around this time. Its 7.30pm so i still have 30 min until the room closes. At this point i am gonna use all the time i have left.

Some things in my routine were kind of risky cause i havent practiced much.

But we love to take a risks dont we?

When i am done its 8pm and the routine is perfect. Sometimes i still fail the Italian fouetté but 1 out of 8 is not bad.

I walk out of the room. Then i see my brother standing there with a friend of his.

I think his name is Nathan or something. He makes the music for a few of dancers here. But only classic so only ballet. He is in the music program.

I felt my hand turn into fists. "I told you not to watch me." I said in a harsh voice.

I think its so annoying when he watches me when i am practicing.

In a show i dont mind but if i am practicing its just annoying.

Ignoring my comment he started speaking.

"By the way this is Nick." He says pointing to the guy on his right.

Nick, Nathan. I was close. Kind of.

"By the way i dont care and stop watching me when i am practicing." And with that i walked away.

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I wake up at 5am because i want practice this dance until i drop dead.

I wanna dance this routine perfectly.

I have always been that way. I always needed to do everthing perfect. But with dancing it was even worse.

I wanted to make dancing my job. My life.

Nobody could distract me while i was making my dream come true.

I have ballet at 8.30am. And it is now 7.00am. It is enough with the practicing. Otherwise i wont have enough energy for the dance and i didnt put so much into this dance to just fail it.

I walked to my dorm. I wanted my body to rest a bit.

It was 8am so i decided to walk to the dancerooms. I warmed up and then the teacher walked in.

Everyone was suddenly silent.

The teacher spoke up "As i said in the previous lesson i want to see which level you all are on. So want to see the routine you all made. Get to the sides of the room to make a bigger space in the center."

Everyone searched for a place on the sides.

"You get in the center." she pointed to a girl with blonde hair and a pink outfit.

I seemed to be the only one in a black outfit.

"Go on." The girl stepped forward shyly. Then she walked to the center. The music started playing and she started dancing.

I was shocked. Was i doing to much? cause the way she danced was not bad but so simple. No hard moves at all. Not to be rude but i danced like that at 12.