It Only Takes a Moment

Chapter 4: Corrections

Ch.3

It was at least six thirty in the morning when you woke up. The alarm didn't get to ring more than three times when you finally turned it off and got out of bed. There was no time to waste with starting your day. You had a strict schedule to follow if you intended to get anything done and keep your job. A lot of it was spending your day rehearsing at the company though everything else you did was timed as well. They had their own time frames in order to help you have control of your life. Keeping a strict schedule like this helped you survive the rehearsal and performance seasons.

As soon as you were out of bed, you were quick to stretch for relief. You stuck your arms out to feel the pop in your elbows. Next was cracking your back which was arguably your favorite thing to do in the morning. Twisting to right, you sighed the moment you felt the cracks. Next was the left side and it felt just as great. You knew your mother hated hearing you crack nearly every bone in your body early in the morning, but it's a good thing you live alone these days. You were free to pop your hips without disturbing anyone. Last but not least was cracking your toes on the floor with a soft hum. Perfect.

That was always the best way to start the morning. Next was brushing your hair and putting it into a bun. It was pretty simple. You've been doing this for so long that you were able to put it up with no problem. The hair was smoothed back with the bun pressed close to your head after pinning it down. There was not a lump or flyaway in sight. Great! That made your morning easier as you continued on with eating breakfast. Waffles were made and you ate them up no problem along with a bowl of fruit you had bought on the weekend. Food was also packed in your bag for ballet. Gotta have the energy to survive six hours of dancing!

Though luckily you always went to yoga first thing in the morning. You liked to use it to wake up and get your body ready for the day. It was a nice peaceful hour before you had to head over to SNB. You were arriving about an hour early as always. Company class would start later so you would take your time to handle what needed to be done. Though returning to the company was only reminding you of your interaction with Jimin yesterday. What was up with him? Yumi was annoying but thank goodness she wasn't anything like that!

"Morning, (F/n)." Misook greeted you when you entered the locker room. She was always one of the first people here since she had to drop her kid off at preschool before this. You wouldn't say you were friends with Misook, but you got along well with her. She easily acted like a mother to all the younger ladies.

"Good morning, Misook-ssi." You bowed your head causing her to laugh. Walking up to your locker, you opened it up so you could change.

"That formal?" Misook raised a brow. "Well, whatever suits you then. I'll leave this here for you, okay?" You turned away from your locker to see her set a water bottle on the bench. "Coconut water since you only drink regular water. This is good for replacing electrolytes."

"Keeping me hydrated?" You teased as she nodded. She was just looking out for you which you appreciated. You thanked Misook as she left the locker room.

Shortly after, other girls began to enter the locker room who you weren't that well acquainted with. Some of them you recognized from your days in the corps de ballet though things weren't the same. Now that you were a principal, you could feel the distance whether they intended it or not. Some of them claimed to look up to you, particularly the newbies, and it was too hard to change that barrier they set up themselves. Then others simply didn't know you, maybe a few slightly jealous or something. You weren't sure. In class, you were always so caught up with focusing on yourself that you never talked to them.

It was only in the locker room that you could feel the tension. They hardly ever looked at you or made conversation. Were you that unapproachable in their eyes? It was disappointing, but what could you do about it? You chose to do nothing and keep focusing on yourself so maybe it was your fault for making yourself a loner. Once you were changed out, you left to head over to the Petipa studio. Might as well get an early start on warming up though you also planned to glue the inside of your pointe shoes. They were feeling a little too soft for your liking and you needed them lasting you this whole day. Then tomorrow you'll start with a fresh new pair as the regular short life span for them goes.