"Her or me?" A tear rolled down Michelle's puffy cheek, "You have to make a decision."
For Michelle, life has always been about control- control in the studio, in her friendships, and even in the secrets she hides. But with an unexpected pregnancy...
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It should be me on that stage today, not her. I've worked so hard for it, and it's been my dream since I was a little girl.
Emily would always encourage me to strive towards being the dance captain and the soloist. She'd tell me that I have the potential to be the next best thing and I'd look at her with my big green eyes, and I was in love.
I liked the feeling of being wanted, and I always tried to make her proud.
I should be heading over to the auditorium to watch Summer perform her solo, but I can't stand to watch her take something that was supposed to be mine. I know that she doesn't want it as badly as I do.
I should celebrate if the team wins today, but if they win, it would be because of Summer's solo, and I can't be happy about that. I question whether I'm even going to show up today to hear the results. It's not like I'm seen as part of the team anyway.
I haven't heard from Michelle in a couple of days, and honestly, I'm really worried. She usually texts me nonstop, but recently there's been nothing from her. I should be relieved, but after what she was saying to me and the panic in her eyes, I feel worried for her.
I don't know what she's gotten herself involved in, and truthfully, the less I know, the better. If someone is trying to take down Michelle, then I definitely don't want to be caught in the middle of that. I know that she's involved in some dodgy things.
Suddenly, when my phone vibrates, I pick it up quickly, expecting a text from Scarlett. I smile when I see that it's indeed from her.
Scarlett: How are you today?
I immediately reply to her, letting her know how I'm feeling.
Richelle: Not good.
She replies speedily.
Scarlett: What's wrong?
Richelle: Summer is performing her solo today... The solo that should've been mine.
Richelle: I want it so badly! It should've been me on that stage today, yet this entire competition, I've been treated like a back-row dancer. I just wish that somehow I could go on that stage today.
I'm immediately confused when I read Scarlett's next text.
Scarlett: Why can't you?
Richelle: What do you mean?
Scarlett: Like you said, you deserve it. You want it way more than her. What's stopping you from walking on that stage today? No one could stop you from having something that you deserve.
