You're Not Creative

The Start ( Intro)

They all stared at me like I had two heads.

"I'm sorry, I'm looking for the talent room. Can someone tell me where that is?" I asked, holding out the paper the lady in the office gave me.

The blonde one took the paper, reading over it while he said, "This is the talent room." His brows turned down to a frown.

"Dance?"

I nodded.

The one with brown hair smiled and sat on a desk. "So you dance? Sounds pretty classy," he teased.

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