Cassandra is wishing to become a famous dancer. She is in all of the different classes her dance school offers. As well on the dance team for her school, she is a co-captain. Everything she knows from Jazz to Tap to Points. With Ballet being one of...
I take a deep breath trying to calm my nervous body. My heart is racing and my palms are sweaty but I know that Lane and I can do it. I know we can pull out the win this time around because we both deserve it after this week. It's been long, hard, stressful and nerve-racking but it is all leading up to this moment. I wish my father was here but I know he's here in spirit watching me so I have to put my brave face on.
"You ready?" Lane asks me. His hand is holding mine. I pull out my earbuds and look at him. The kindness in his eyes fills me with joy.
"We got this." I smile at him through my tears. I honestly think we do. When we walk out on that stage we will give everything our all and for once it will be enough. No more choreographer telling us we are doing it wrong.
"Make sure you keep up." He smirks back as we walk out on the stage. I stand a little further ahead than Lane, in front of the bag and jacket. The music starts and I feel heartbroken but determined. We dance and do all our stunts flawlessly. Right before the end Lane goes over and grabs the bag and jacket. I dance my little mini solo at the back before walking over to him. I see the emotion in his eyes and I grab the bag and jacket from him showing the audience that it's me going to war and not Lane. He kisses my forehead and o feel the love.
I pull back and we walk off the stage. When we get into the wings I drop the props and rush into his waiting arms. He holds me as I sob willing the tears not to fall. He lifts me and takes me into one of the back rooms. He holds me on his arms and I lay there. Neither of us say anything as he stays with me, missing all the other dance numbers. His hand is rubbing small circles into my back and I close my eyes listening to his heartbeat and relax into his body. We sit there for a while until one of the stage hands sees us.
"They are about to place the list up." He tells us and I nod. Lane kisses the top of my head before I get off of his lap. I help pull him up and his arm is around my waist. I lean into him as we walk to where the list will be posted. I see that most of the people have already seen the list. We approach and I find myself holding my breath and my eyes scan the list.
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"First! We placed first!" I smile looking up at him. He pulls me into a hug and I can't wipe the smile off my face. I hug him and I see Shelli in the background glaring at me and I can't help but think, someone jealous.
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This week has been challenging, crazy, emotional, annoying, and somewhat ridiculous but seeing our names on the top of that list made it worth it. But now we have to make sure the next two weeks we stay at the top of that list. Everyone is in crazy I-need-to-win mode. I just need to keep my head in the game and not get psyched out. I need to keep my head straight and just focus on myself and Lane. Our dancing and our relationship.
I find Winter and Tiffany in our living room. "What's up girls?" I ask them smiling.
"It's crazy that we three are this weeks top three!" Tiffany smile is so big I feel like it covers most of her face.
