Iconic Duo

Chapter Five

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Evelyn

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Friday came faster than I had planned. I groaned at the sound of my alarm going off. "UGH." I turned over and put my pillow over my face; screaming slightly into the pillow. This wasn't going to go good, anything but good.

Maybe I should let him know about himself...Then he'll just tell Ms. Garfield, dingus. Of course, can't forget about their little relationship they share together. Who knows maybe he has a type for older women and she has a type for younger guys. How old  is he anyway–

WE DON'T CARE. Yeah, I don't care. I don't care. I took a deep breath into the pillow, and settled it down besides me on my messy bed. A yawn escaped past my lips as I stretched and grabbed my phone from the nightstand to turn off the annoying alarm that was making me grit my teeth.

After finally removing the sound; I headed into the bathroom and began to get ready. Today was nothing special. It was a Friday barely even ten minutes into five. I had no interest to do makeup just to workout. Who knew what Ar– HIM– THAT man had in mind.

There was no absolute way I was going to feel in the need to wear makeup to work out just because of a look he gave me, no way. No way.

I made sure my gym bag was packed then I started to get dressed. I went with a crop top, yoga pants, and a thin sweater to cover just my arms. I pulled my hair back into a bun. I looked at myself in the mirror and tried to admire my work for the morning. It wasn't even barely a peek of the sun and I was already ready to leave out of the door.

I swung my gym bag over my shoulder and then left out of my room making sure to close the door behind me.

My eyes wandered into the kitchen and I could already hear the lecture I was going to hear from Soph if I skipped out on breakfast. I let out a sigh and made me a sandwich for whenever I got hungry.

I checked the time and saw that it was almost six. There was still enough time to hit the local gym where I was supposed to meet the man at. Who knows maybe Nova's courage will probably start to settle into my body. A miracle that I need currently.

I was too busy dwelling inside of my own head that I didn't realize I was standing in front of the gym. The building was huge for a gym. It's local, but I haven't personally thought to visit the place, people said a lot of things about the place..it's pretty popular. I looked around as I walked inside, it was quiet and peaceful...almost as peaceful as dancing in an empty ball room with just you and music. Total perfection.

Nobody seemed to be here; I mean who would be here this early? It's still not even six yet, I just had a thing for arriving at places before that exact time because that's what I've been taught. Coming early is on time, being on time is late, as twisted as it sounds that's just the world of a ballerina. You get told that you'd eventually adapt to it and most adapt and most don't, and when that happens...time to look for a new passion because ballet isn't for you. Those are the things that don't come with warning labels for your dreams. I can still taste the air when I used to look out of my window and daydream of all the fun things you could do as a ballet; like I was in a fairytale. My personal favorite daydream was the Swan lake, the dance was the complete treasure memory of mines for the perfect fairytale, but not all dreams come true, I guess.