A/N - I'm currently editing this and wondering what on earth 14 year old me was doing...it's so bad, idk how any of you thought this was good HAHAHA
Anyway, I still hope you enjoy the edited version as much as the old one. Like I said, not much has changed, just spelling and grammar but still.
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*Wednesday morning currently at TDA*
I'm currently sat down in the locker port, again reading my book and it was only seven o'clock so I was waiting until my classes actually started. However, there was one thing about today that seemed so important to me and that was the duet partner list. I don't know why but for some reason I was so nervous about who my partner was going to be. I never get nervous with anything to do with dance so this was bothering me a lot.
I tried to push away the thoughts but they kept coming back. A few minutes later Elliot arrived and I froze completely. I felt my face start to heat up and tried to pretend he wasn't there, in hopes that he'd just walk out and leave me be but I was wrong.
"Hey Brooklyn." He said.
I looked up and smiled at him awkwardly. "Hi." And the awkward silence was back.
I checked the time on my phone and it was almost 7:15a.m so I broke the awkward silence and closed my book.
"Well, I'm not sure about you but I have a class to get to so I'll see you later."
I stood up and walked to the door and just as I was out Elliot stopped me. I slowly turned around and there he was holding my phone.
"You forgot this." He smiled.
I smiled back. "Oh, thanks. You have a class now?" I asked.
"Yeah. I've got my break dance class first up then I have jazz. And don't ask about the jazz class, that was Paris's idea when we first started dating and-" I cut him off.
"Elliot, you don't have to explain. I know what happened between you two and-" He cut me off this time.
"Wait, how do you know that?" He asked.
"I might've eavesdropped the other day but only because I was reading and I heard yelling so I went to see what it was about but when I saw the two of you. I wanted to stay out of it but then I kinda sort of wanted to know what was happening...I'm sorry okay I shouldn't have eavesdropped but I did." I explained quickly.
"Look it's okay really, I mean we were gonna break up some time soon anyway. She just gets so controlling and I couldn't take it anymore. Plus I caught her kissing Sebastian the other day which made things worse. But hey, what can you do..."
"Huh, yeah..." I stifled a laugh, not knowing really what to say to that.
"I get it. But I still think it's actually pretty cool but I was in jazz the other day and didn't see you there." I said.
"That might be because I kinda skipped it to go to..." He paused.
"To go where?"
"Um, I uh, went to uh...You know that doesn't really matter but either way I shall be there today." He said.
"Okay.. Well then, I guess we should get to class." I said, taking my phone from his hand and turning to walk away.
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The Ballerina and the Hip Hop Dancer
Teen FictionBrooklyn Evans; a 16 year old Ballet dancer who dreams of becoming professional one day and making it big time. When she moves from her hometown in England to Toronto, Canada to try and further her training, she finds that things are quite different...