New things and old things Chapter 14

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Emily's point of view: I woke up with a smile on my face. I didn't have to get ready until about 1:00 for dance so I'm gonna take my time today. I grabbed my phone and headphones and started playing partition while singing, probaly so loud my parents wanted to put there pillows over there head. I walked in my bathroom and tied back my hair. I brushed my teeth and washed my face. Usually I don't wear makeup to dance but this was more than just a dance practice so I decided to wear a little something. Since I'm lazy and didn't feel like getting dressed into tights and spanks right away I sat at the edge of my bead and sent Sarah a text.

Text to : Sarah 💃
"Hey Jacks taking me to a party tonight and I really think you should go! Ill tell jack to pick you up and by the way Shawn's going to be there."

Sarah💃: "idk what if Vincent's there? Why do you want me to meet this shawn kid so bad anyways?"

"Well I know you need to clear your head so I thought a party would help also I think shawn and you will hit it off! Just trust me."

Sarah💃: "alright I'll go."

"Ok I'll text you when jack and I are going to pick you up."

I set my phone down and grabbed a banana before getting dressed.
I pulled on my tights and wore some black spanks. I am doing a lyrical piece so I grabbed a flowy floral tank top out of my closet. Then I curled my hair and brushed it out a little giving my hair a beach hair vibe.
Next I pulled on some hightop vans sitting next to my night stand.
Gosh I must wear these shoes a lot because I'm pretty sure these were only in my closet once, when they were brand new.
I grabbed a couple of waters and threw them in my dance bag and I said bye to my parents before walking out the door.

"Bye darling good luck I know you will kill it." my mother said kissing my forehead.

I walked out to my car and drove off. I walked in the room and there were at least 35 girls there. Its honestly kinda hard to stay calm and focused when all these girls are competing for the same thing I am.
I set my things down, changed into my jazz shoes and started stretching. I tried to block every one out and just practice in the back room.

-the head judge-

"Good morning everyone I'm so glad to see this many girls interested in coming along with our academy to compete. Now all of you will get a number and you will be called up to audition in the order of your numbers. If its not your turn to audition please wait in the back room until you are called. Good luck everyone I can't wait to see y'all's talent."

I got #22. I'm not sure if this is good or not. I have more time to rehearse while I also have more time to freak my self out. I patiently waited until my number was called. As I walked up I noticed all the judges smiling at me. I gave the girl in the corner my music and stepped back in position. During my dance I was concentrated yet in the moment and the second I ended I was proud of how much I tried. I stood there waiting for critic when my dance teacher started talking.

"You know Emily this is the best dance I've ever seen you do! You really showed your true self all through your moves. I'm proud."she said.

I stood there and smiled while the other judges talked.

They thanked me and I walked to my bag and walked out feeling confident. Now I need to get home I have an hour before Jack gets to my house.

I finally pulled in my drive way and walked through the door to see my parents had left a note on the fridge. It read: hey we are out with some friends and we are spending the night at a hotel because knowing us we will have a couple drinks and we probably should not be driving home after that. Love you both ( meaning my brother and I)

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