Kirsty's P.O.V:
I woke up, it was 10:45, I was late for dancing... again. I got out of bed and put on my bright pink sweater that says Love Dance on the front, with a tank top underneath, my black sweat pants and my black converse. I fixed my hair and put it into a high pony-tail.I ran to my car and hopped in, I hurried to dance class as I was already late.
I walked in and everyone was in the middle of warm-ups, I dropped my bag on the bench and made my way over to my friends, Anna and Lauren.When I reached them I smiled and said "Hi,". They said pretty much the same thing back to me. My dance teacher, Orla,walked in. Orla was more like a friend to us, rather than being our dance teacher. She talked to us all for a minute before turning on Die Young by Kesha. We hurried to our places and started dancing. When the lesson was finished Orla called some experienced dancers over, including Anna, Lauren and I, and told us that there would be dance auditions, to dance on stage...with One Direction!
