It's finally lunchtime and i'm in the dance room with Alyssa, Shay, and one of my favorite teachers Mrs.Patton the dance teacher. I watch as Shay practices wishing i was in dance this semester so I'd already have my stuff with me.
I need to dance, yes i need to! I need to dance all this out, dancing is how i deal with all the feelings i have.
I just wanna go out there on the floor with her and get all this out but i can't, not the right clothes for that.
So instead i go out into the hallway and try call him again. Four rings, Voicemail as expected.
"Hey it's me, you're supposed to be coming home today. it'd be nice to know when your flight lands actually it'd be nice just to hear from you. okay. I love you. Bye."
I text him the same thing. I go back in to the dance room sit down and just continue watching my beautiful best friend do her dance with flawless technique.
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