sweet - Leif Garrett

practice & nerves - chapter 2

(this story is based in the 70s so it could be any 70s year u want)

merie pov:

two days later, march 28 

I choose to dance to I Was Made For Dancin' by Leif Garrett, I started practicing on the day I got the news so I had most of the dance down there was just this one part I kept messing up on and there was one more day left.

"damn it!" I exclaim my mom must've heard me say that cause the next thing I know my door swings open, "merie what's wrong are you okay?" my mom says, "yeah I'm fine its just that I keep falling on this one move, like I can do the move by itself but when I try to put it in with the dance I fail." I say showing her the move. 

"hm how about you do the move by itself a couple of times then do it with music but do it slow dont worry about being off track, then after you've tried it do it with the song normally, lets see how that goes." my mom explains. "alright" I say nervously, I only have one more day left I need to get this down.

my mom had left me to finish practicing for the day I started doing the move by itself slowly then doing it faster. a few minutes later I had felt like I got it down so I added the music and now here I am the song getting closer to the part I mess up on

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"yes!" I say falling too the floor I had finally done it and I now can go to sleep and finish tomorrow

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march 29 the last day

I gotten up at 9 am to get ready for the day and practice.

at 10 am I had eaten, done my morning routine and started practicing.

it was now 3 pm I have been dancing for 5 hours now yes I have been taking breaks, I had gotten the dance down I was just now cleaning It.

5 pm I have now perfected it, "mom come here please!" I say with my head out the door, "yes sweetie?" my mom says coming through the door, "turn on the radio and sit down please I would like to show you the dance" I smiled and get into my starting position...

"that was perfect!" my mom claps when I finish the dance "thank you thank you" I say bowing and laughing, "you'll do amazing now freshen up I'm almost done cooking." "okay mom" I smile

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march 30 the day

"buz buz buz!" I hit my alarm clock and hop right out of bed, today is the day. I went to the bathroom to get ready. after I was done in the bathroom I picked out one of my older but still looks new dancing dresses (could look like anything you want). I got dressed and went downstairs to eat breakfast. "morning mom!" I say rushing downstairs, "morning sweetie I can tell your excited" my mom says putting a plate of pancakes on the table, " I am but also nervous" "its okay you'll do great" after eating I looked at the clock, 9 am with some time left over I decided to practice more.

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"merie its 9:30 lets go" my mom says grabbing the keys, "okay coming!" I say following her out the door.

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"next" the lady who held the door open said, "good luck" my mom and astrid said who we picked up a long the way, I walk in to the room I saw 3 judges and a small stage, the lady told me to go on the stage, "Morning young one what's your name?" one of the judges said, "merie, merie salvokova" I replied nervously, "okay and what song will you be dancing too?" "I Was Made For Dancing by Leif Garrett" "okay we're ready when you are" "okay start the music please" I get into starting position...

when the song ends the judges give me a hand of applause, "okay that was nice you will receive a letter in 2 days for your results it was nice seeing you dance merie salvokova" one of the judges say, "okay thank you!" I leave the room and walk over the my mom and astrid who are nervously tapping their foot.

"hey!" I say walking over to them, "omg hey did you get in?" astrid says standing up along with my mom, "well I don't know they said they will send a letter" I explain, my mom sighs "well we will just have to wait for that letter then"