He knew I couldn't put myself in the position to lose my whole dance career because of a relationship
I couldn't necessarily complain about waking up early--it was something I had kind of gotten use to.
But, tired was an understatement as I packed some last minute items into my bags. I didn't get much sleep last night--a lot of it had to do with me worrying about my Statistics grade, and then being nervous and anxious about our first away game. Now, I was kind of regretting not falling asleep earlier than I had. Thankfully, I would essentially have four or more hours to sleep on the bus, but we all know there was nothing more comfortable than sleeping on a real bed. Sighing, I tied my hair up into a pony tail, and shoved an extra pair of dance shoes into my bag. I double checked everything before grabbing my phones, headphones, and charger from the counter.
"You look excited." Claire spoke from besides me. A disadvantage of sharing one whole room with someone was that if you woke up, they kind of woke up with you as well. I'm sure Claire would much rather be sleeping than hearing me pack (despite the fact that I had actually tried to be really quiet).
"Do I really?" I questioned.
I was excited, yes. I was leading stands, and the half time routine at an away game. This was a big deal for me. Plus, I had a huge role in the set up of this half time routine, so if it looked a mess, the blame would all be on me. I had a lot to worry about, so my excitement was kind of masked behind my worries.
"Kind of. That and anxious." Claire confirmed, helping me pick up one of my bags. I decided to pack lightly this time--only packing one and half bag. Our game was on Saturday, and we would be leaving Richmond on Sunday evening. I didn't know if we were going to have time to go out at all, but I had packed clothes just in case we did. Adele, Nia, Alisha, and I were kind of in four different head spaces at the time, but knowing the four of us, we'd come together if we had the oppurtunity to go out and have fun. "Yeah, I'm definitely anxious." I responded with a sigh as Claire and I headed down the steps. The bus would be waiting for us at the dance studio, and I was a little early, which was what I wanted. I needed to get my stuff loaded into the bus, and I needed to find a good seat on the bus as well.
The earlier I got, the easier all of those would be.
"How are you and Alisha?" I questioned. Even though Alisha had announced to us about her not-really-a-relationship with Claire, the details had been very lowkey--even to me, and Claire was my roommate.
I knew they made each other happy, Claire was always calling Alisha and vice versa, so that was great.
However, just what went on in their relationship was a mystery to me.
"We're good. Learning more about each other everyday." Claire spoke, and per usual, her face lit up at the mention of her relationship with Alisha. It was actually cute to see, and I found myself wondering if I had the same reaction when people questioned me about Colby. You know--if people even ever found out about us.
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The Art of Synchronization
Ficción GeneralSage Whitehead has danced for as long as she could remember--it's always been a passion for her. And when she was given a scholarship to dance at Howard University, she jumps at the chance right away. Besides, it's always been her dream. However, Sa...